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COLLECTION  OF  HYMNS  AND  CHANTS 


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PREPARED  FOR  THE  USE  OF  THE  CHURCH  OF  THE  DISCIPLES. 


WILL  SING  WITH  THE  SPIRIT,  AXD  I   WILL  SI>fG  WITH  THE 
UNDERSTANDING  ALSO.'  .  .  .  PAL'L. 


BOSTON: 
BENJAMIN    H.    GREENE 
1844. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1844, 

BY    BENJAMIN    H.    GREENE, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  District  of 

Massachusetts. 


COMPILER'S    NOTICE. 


Of  making  many  Hymn  Books  there  is  no  end.  No 
Hymn  Book  in  fact  can  perfectly  satisfy  any  one  but 
its  autlior ;  for  we  select  hymns  by  our  tastes  rather 
than  our  judgment,  and  our  taste  in  hymns  is  de- 
termined frequently  by  early  accidental  associations. 
We  cannot  expect  perfect  contentment  therefore  with 
our  collections,  till  each  one  has  made  his  own. 
Meantime,  this  little  book  has  been  constructed  on 
a  principle  of  omission  rather  than  of  selection.  We 
wished  to  omit  those  hymns,  numerous  in  all  books, 
which  are  seldom  used.  We  have  not  aimed  there- 
fore at  a  variety  of  thought,  but  at  a  fulness  of  sen- 
timent. All  didactic  hymns  have  been  omitted,  as  we 
judge  that  the  office  of  a  hymn  is  not  to  preach  but  to 
sing.  Some  beautiful  poetry  too,  which  seemed  rather 
of  a  meditative  than  a  choral  character,  has  been  reluc- 
tantly but  rigorously  excluded.  On  the  other  hand, 
we    have    again    searched   the    Methodist    collections 


vi  compiler's  notice. 

carefully,  and  have  foimd  many  a  song  of  praise  and 
devotion,  well  adapted  to  raise  the  soul  to  God.  We 
have  also  tried  to  provide  for  those  various  occasions 
in  which  an  appropriate  sentiment  deeply  penetrates 
the  heart.  Remembering  that  our  singing  is  an  act 
of  worship,  the  hymns  in  this  book  are  mostly  direct 
addresses  to  God.  Nor  have  we  scrupled  to  address 
also  our  risen  Master ;  for  though  he  has  taught  us 
that  all  worship  and  prayer  must  be  directed  to  the 
Father,  (John  iv.  23 ;  xvi.  23 ;  Luke  xi.  2,)  yet  if  we 
believe  that  he  is  '  with  us  always,'  (Matt,  xxviii.  20,) 
we  may  surely  speak  to  him  as  a  present  Saviour, 
inv^oking  his  sympathy  and  thanking  him  for  his 
friendship. 


COXTENTS. 


33art  ):.     Cijrfstian  ©ccasfons. 

1.  mornixg  and  evexixg. 

2.  Introduction  and  Close  of  Worship. 

3.  Lord's  Day. 

4.  Social  and  Domestic  Worship. 

5.  Baptism,  Lord's  Supper,  and  Admission  of  Members. 

6.  Children  and  Sunday  Schools. 

7.  Sickness  and  Death. 

8.  Feasts  and  Fasts. 

9.  Charitable,  Anniversary,  Missionary,  and    other 

Meetings. 


^iart  33;.    Cijristian  Smtimrnts. 

1.  Toward  God.    Adoration. 

2.  Toward  God.    Praise. 

3.  Toward  God.    Submission  and  Reliance. 

4.  Toward  Christ.    Faith  and  Obedience. 

5.  Toward  Ourselves,  or  Personal  Religion. 

I.  Inward  Religion. 
II.  Outward  Religion. 


|3art  H3:.     i«iscellaneous. 

L   Miscellaneous  Subjects. 

2.  Particular  Metres. 

3.  Chants  and  Selections  for  Chanting. 

4.  Index  of  First  Lines. 

5.  Index  of  Subjects. 


itlormug  anb  ^d  cuing  < 


L.  M.  Bishop  Kenn. 

Nomina  ivcsolutions. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  oflf  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Thy  precious  time,  mispent,  redeem  ; 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem ; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care  ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  In  conversation  be  sincere ; 

Keep  conscience,  as  the  noontide,  clear ; 
Think  how  the  all-seeing  God  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surveys. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ; 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 


MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say. 
That  all  my  pov/ers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

S.  M.  Watts. 

i^orixfng. . . .  Sfaljt  of  t!)c  (Kospcl, 

1  Behold  the  morning  sun 

Begins  his  glorious  way! 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just! 
Forever  sure  thy  promise.  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
O  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love. 

And  I  would  fain  obey ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 


MORMNG    AND    EVE>'ING. 

G  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

3  L.  M.  Hawkesworth. 

iitornfng. . . .  ^3ini)ci-  Cor  IJJrotcctfon. 

1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

I  safely  passed  the  silent  night: 
Again  1  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour; 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God  !  to  thee. 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 

And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 

Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 

A  deeper  sleep  my  eyes  oppress  ; 

Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend. 

Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  my  eyes : 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day ; 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 


4,  5  MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

4  L.  M.  Watts. 
il^orning. . . .  ^P^ajet  for  CKuitrance. 

1  God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies ; 

2  Oh,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

The  appointed  duties  of  the  day ; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes ; 
Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 

5  7s  M.  Episcopal  Col, 

1  Now  the  shades  of  niglit  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day. 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 


MORNING   AND    EVENING.  O 

2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  clear  our  sight ; 
In  thy  service.  Lord,  to-day. 

May  we  stand,  and  watch  and  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around  ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O  receive  us  then  at  last ; 
Night  and  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

C.  M.  Montgomery. 

ftlornfnfl.  .  .  .  Cloti's  Care. 

1  What  secret  hand,  at  morning  light. 

Softly  unseals  mine  eye, 
Draws  back  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
And  opens  earth  and  sky  ? 

2  'T  is  thine,  my  God,  —  the  same  that  kept 

My  resting  hours  from  harm  ; 

No  ill  came  nigh  me,  for  I  slept 

Beneath  the  Almighty's  arm. 

3  'T  is  thine  —  my  daily  bread  that  brings, 

Like  manna  scattered  round, 
And  clothes  me,  as  the  lily  springs 
In  beauty  from  the  ground. 


MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

4  In  death's  dark  valley  though  I  stray, 

'T  would  there  my  steps  attend, 
Guide  with  the  staff"  my  lonely  way, 
And  with  the  rod  defend. 

5  May  that  sure  hand  uphold  me  still 

Through  life's  uncertain  race. 
To  bring  me  to  thine  holy  hill, 
x\nd  to  thy  dwelling-place. 

L.  M.  6  1.  Chr.  Psalmist. 

I^ovnina  or  Hbmms. 

1  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 
O  Father !  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes  all  divine. 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning  mercy,  richly  blest. 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest: 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies ! 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, — 
Father,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed. 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise. 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 


MORNOG   A>^D    EVE>I>'G.  1 

7s.    M.  BOWRING. 

if^orninfl  or  Hbcning. . . .  ^11  from  Gfotr. 

1  Father!  thy  paternal  care 

Has  my  guardian  iDcen,  my  guide! 
Every  hallowed  wish  and  prayer 
Has  thy  hand  of  love  supplied  ; 
Thine  is  every  thought  of  bliss, 
Left  by  hours  and  days  gone  by ; 
Every  hope  thy  offspring  is, 
Beaming  from  futiuity. 

2  Every  sun  of  splendid  ray  ; 
Every  moon  that  shines  serene  ; 
Every  morn  that  welcomes  day ; 
Every  evening's  twilight  scene  ; 
Every  hour  which  wisdom  brings ; 
Every  incense  at  thy  sln-ine  ; 
These  —  and  all  life's  holiest  things. 
And  its  fairest,  —  all  are  thine. 

3  And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise 
Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne : 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 
Turn  unwearied  —  righteous  One! 
Through  life's  strange  vicissitude 
There  reposing  all  my  care. 
Trusting  still,  through  ill  and  good. 
Fixed  and  cheered  and  counselled  there. 


9,  10  MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

9  7s.  M.      Sp.  of  the  Psalms. 
il^orninfl  or  SEbetimB. 

1  They  who  on  the  Lord  rely, 
Safely  dwell  though  danger  's  nigh ; 
Lo,  his  sheltering  wings  are  spread 
O'er  each  faithful  servant's  head. 

2  Vain  Temptation's  wily  snare, 
Christians  are  Jehovah's  care  : 
Harmless  flies  the  shaft  hy  day, 
Or  in  darkness  wings  its  way. 

3  When  they  wake,  or  when  they  sleep. 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep  ; 
Death  and  danger  may  be  near. 
Faith  and  Love  have  nought  to  fear. 

10  L.  M.  Watts. 
il^otninfl  ov  Kbcning. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new; 
And  morning  mercies,  from  above, 
Grently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night. 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light. 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 


MORNING   AND    EVENING.  11 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

11  7s.  M.  Doddridge. 

Hbcnfna  jttjpmn. 

1  Interval  of  gi-ateful  shade, 
Welcome  to  my  weary  head ! 
Welcome,  slumbers  to  mine  eyes, 
Tired  with  glaring  vanities ! 

2  My  great  blaster  still  allows 
Needful  periods  of  repose: 
By  my  heavenly  Father  blest. 
Thus  I  give  my  powers  to  rest. 

3  Heavenly  Father,  gracious  name ! 
Night  and  day  his  love  the  same ! 
Far  be  each  suspicious  thought, 
Every  anxious  care  forgot ! 

4  Thou,  my  ever-bounteous  God, 
Crown'st  my  days  with  various  good  ; 
Thy  kind  eye,  which  cannot  sleep, 
My  defenceless  hours  shall  keep. 

5  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade  ? 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid  ? 
While  encircled  by  thine  arm. 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 

2 


12  MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

6  With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest : 
Welcome,  sleep  or  death  to  me, 
Still  secure,  —  for  still  with  thee  ! 

12  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

1  Indulgent  God,  whose  bounteous  care 

O'er  all  thy  works  is  shown, 
O  let  my  grateful  praise  and  prayer 
Ascend  before  thy  throne ! 

2  What  mercies  has  this  day  bestowed  I 

How  largely  hast  thou  blest! 
My  cup  with  plenty  overflowed, 
With  cheerfulness  my  breast. 

3  Now  may  sweet  slumbers  close  my  eyes, 

From  pain  and  sickness  free  ; 
And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise 
To  meditate  on  thee. 

4  So  bless  each  future  day  and  night, 

Till  life's  fond  scene  is  o'er ; 
At  length,  to  realms  of  endless  light 
Enraptured  let  me  soar. 


MORNING  AND   EVENING.  13 

13  L.  M.  Bishop  Kenn. 

Hbening  jD^jimn. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  almighty  wiugs. 

2  Forgive  me.  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That,  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 

To  die,  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O,  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ; 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make. 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Fraise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him,  ye  angels  round  his  throne  ; 
Praise  God,  the  high  and  holy  One. 

2* 


14,    15  MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

14  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Psalm  cxli.  2. 

1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commmie  with  thee- 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pei-vading  eye 

Nought  escapes,  without,  within ; 
Pardon  each  infiiinity, 
Open  fault  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away  ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free. 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

15  C.    M.  Bo  WRING. 

Nature's  JSbcnitifl  ?^£mn. 

1  The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God, 

Attune  their  evening  hymn ; 
All  wise,  all  holy,  thou  art  praised 

In  song  of  seraphim ! 
Unnumbered  systems,  suns,  and  worlds. 

Unite  to  worship  thee. 
While  thy  majestic  greatness  fills 

Space,  time,  eternity. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING.  15 

2  Nature,  —  a  temple  ^yorthy  thee, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love ; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above. 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar; 

3  Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours ; 
Her  summer  offers  at  thy  shrine 

Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers ; 
Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxur}-  given ; 
Wliile  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 

4  On  all  thou  smil'st;  and  what  is  man 

Before  thy  presence,  God  ? 
A  breath,  but  yesterday  inspired, 

Tomorrow  but  a  clod. 
That  clod  shall  mingle  in  the  vale. 

But,  kindled,  Lord,  by  thee, 
The  spirit  to  thy  arms  shall  spring, 

To  life,  to  liberty. 


16  MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

16  L.  M.  Watts. 

Hbeniitfl  Ji^gmn. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days ! 
And  every  evenmg  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head : 
While  well  appointed  angels  keep 
Then*  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Faith  m  his  name  forbids  my  fear : 
O  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
Thy  love  and  kindness  in  my  heart. 

5  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


MORNING   AND.  EVENING.  17 

17  L.  M. 

,Snl)i3at1)  2i\3cnfng. 

1  There  is  a  time  when  inomcnts  flow, 

More  happily  than  all  beside.; 
It  is,  of  all  the  times  below 
A  Sabbath  at  the  eventide. 

2  O  then  the  setting  sun  shines  fan-. 

And  all  below  and  all  above 
The  various  forms  of  Nature  wear  — 
One  universal  garb  of  love. 

3  And  then  the  peace  that  Jesus  brought 

The  life  of  grace  eternal  beams, 
And  we,  by  his  example  taught 
Improve  the  life  his  love  redeems. 

4  Delightful  scene  !  a  world  at  rest ; 

A  God  all  love  ;  no  grief,  no  fear ; 
A  heavenly  hope,  a  peaceful  breast, 
A  smile,  unsullied  by  a  tear. 


Introtiuction  onb  €lo5c  of  Ipublic 
toor0l)ip. 


Jo  L.  M.  Salisbury  Col. 

E'i)t  ^ouBt  of  eSotr. 

1  Lo,  God  is  here  !     Let  us  adore, 

And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  withm  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !     Him,  day  and  night. 

United  choks  of  angels  sing : 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height. 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings,  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ! 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face. 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will ! 


INTRODUCTION  AND  CLOSE  OF   WORSHIP.         19,  20 

19  L.  M.  N.  YorkCol. 

Seefeina  a  asiessfnfl. 

1  Great  God!  the  followers  of  thy  Sou 
We  bow  before  thy  mercy-seat 

To  worship  thee,  the  Holy  One, 
And  pour  our  wishes  at  thy  feet. 

2  O  grant  thy  blessing  here  to-day ! 
O  give  thy  peo})le  joy  and  peace ! 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  display, 
And  favor,  that  shall  never  cease. 

3  We  seek  the  truth  that  Jesus  brought; 
His  path  of  light,  we  long  to  tread; 
Here  be  his  holy  doctrines  taught, 
And  here,  their  purest  influence  shed. 

4  May  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  abound ; 
Our  sins  and  errors  be  forgiven  ; 
And  we,  in  thy  great  day,  be  found 
Childi'en  of  God  and  heirs  of  heaven. 

20  L.  M.  Watts. 

JScnefit  of  ©rtrfnanccH. 

1  Away  from  every  mortal  care. 
Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat ; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar. 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  seat. 


21  I>^TRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 
We  bow  before  thee  and  adore ; 
We  view  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 

3  Whilst  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 
United  prayers  ascend  on  high ; 

And  faith  expects  a  sure  retm-n 
Of  blessmgs  in  varietj'. 

4  Here,  when  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 
And  conscience  smarts  with  inward  stings ; 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  rise. 
With  healing  beams  beneath  liis  wings. 

5  Here  would  our  ravished  souls  abide  ; 
Or  if  fi-om  hence  we  must  depart. 
Let  neither  life  nor  death  di^ade 
Om'  God  and  Saviour  from  om*  heart. 

21  H.  M.  Watts. 

JLovLQinQ  for  ti)e  ?^ousc  of  i3ra»cr. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fan* 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 

To  thme  abode 

My  heart  aspires, 

With  warm  desu-es 

To  see  my  God. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  21 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest, 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest : 

My  sjiirit  faints, 
With  equal  zeal 
To  rise  and  dwell 
Among  thy  saints. 

3  O  happy  souls  that  i)ray 

.    Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there ! 

They  praise  thee  still ; 

And  hai)py  they 

That  love  the  way 

ToZion'shill! 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears : 
O  glorious  seat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet ! 

5  The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves. 
From  pure  and  pious  souls  : 


^  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  Hosts, 
Whose  spirit  trusts 
Alone  in  thee ! 

22  L.  M.  Watts. 

praise  to  our  €:reator. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  om*  aid. 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame ; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Ahnighty  Maker,  to  thy  name ! 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs. 
High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Thou  Lord  art  good,  thou  Lord  art  kind ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  thy  mercy  sure ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  men  shall  find 
Thy  truth  from  age  to  asre  endure. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  23 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

23  S.  M.  E.  Taylor. 

Jxnbftatfon  to  tljc  Jiiousc  of  (Got). 

I  Come  to  tlie  house  of  prayer, 
O  thou  atflicted,  come  ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there : 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

*2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 
Ye  who  are  happy  now; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindi'ed  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come. 

For  ye  have  felt  iiis  love ; 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow ;  your  voices  raise ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown. 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  w^hose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all, — 
Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery. 
And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call,  — 


24  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place, 
Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 


24  8  &  7s.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

Survoutitrmg  tlje  pCercp  Sent. 

1  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreatmg. 

Sordid  hopes  and  fond  desu'es, 
Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting. 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  Fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes ; 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 

Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ?  — 

Every  piu-e  and  humble  mind ; 
Eveiy  kindred,  tongue  and  nation. 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined : 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none  ; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fomitain  of  his  throne. 

3  Eve  IT  stain  of  guilt  abhoring. 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause, 
Still  thy  providence  adoring. 
Faithful  subjects  to  thy  laws. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  25 

Lord !  ^vitll  favor  still  attend  us, 
Bless  us  with  thy  wondrous  love  ; 

Thou,  our  sun  and  shield,  defend  us ; 
All  om*  hope  is  from  above. 

25  L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

1  For  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise 
In  Zion  waits,  thy  chosen  seat ; 

Our  promised  altars  there  we  '11  raise, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 

2  O  thou,  who  to  my  humble  prayer 
Didst  always  bend  thy  listening  ear, 
To  thee  shall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  ai)pear. 

3  Om*  sins,  though  numberless,  in  vain 
To  stop  thy  flowing  mercy  try ; 
While  thou  o'erlook'st  the  guilty  stain, 
And  washest  out  the  crimson  die. 

4  Blest  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  placed, 
Within  thy  sacred  dwelling  lives ; 
While  we,  at  humble  distance  taste 
The  vast  delights  thy  worship  gives. 


26,   27  INTRODUCTION    AND    CLOSE 

26  L-  M.  Frothingham. 

STrut!)  anti  Hobc. 

1  O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 
Within,  around  us,  and  above ! 

Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call, 
Whose  word  is  Truth,  whose  name  is  Love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed 
Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place ; 

With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received  — 
Our  spirits'  light,  thy  Spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pour, 
To  keep  us  meek,  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessing  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  its  angel  to  our  side  — 
Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast ; 
For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 
And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 

27  7s.    M.  BOWRING. 

2ri)e  3afc!)  antj  3poor  meet  toflctjer. 

1  Come  the  rich,  and  come  the  poor, 
To  the  Christian  temple  door ; 
Let  their  mingled  prayers  ascend 
To  the  Universal  Friend. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  28 

2  Here  the  rich  and  poor  may  clami 
Common  ancestry  and  name ; 
Claim  a  common  heritage 

In  the  gospel's  promise  page. 

3  Of  the  same  materials  wrought ; 
By  the  same  Instructer  taught ; 
Walking  in  life's  connnon  way; 
Tending  to  the  same  decay  ;  — 

4  Rich  and  poor  at  last  shall  meet 
At  the  heaveidy  mercy-seat, 
Where  the  name  of  rich  and  poor 
Never  shall  be  uttered  more. 

28  C.    M.  FROTni>-GHAM. 

Cljc  Cljurdj. 

1  O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 

Ere  natiu-e  was  begun. 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 

2  We  hail  the  church,  builr  high  o'er  all 

The  heathens'  rage  and  scoff. 
Thy  Providence  its  fenced  wall, 
"  The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 

3  Thy  Clii'ist  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat 

Through  sorrows  and  through  scars ; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 
3 


29  INTRODUCTIOIV   AND    CLOSE 

4  O,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 
With  his  rebuke  and  love,  — 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above. 

29  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

Kixfaofefng  a  33lessiitg. 

1  Lord  !  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 
And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live. 

Hear  thou  in  heaven,  thy  dw^elling-place. 
And,  when  thou  hearest,  O  forgive ! 

2  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 
The  blessed  Gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still,  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

3  Hosanna !  to  their  heavenly  King, 
AVhen  chikh-en's  voices  raise  that  song, 
Hosanna !  let  their  angels  sing. 

And  heaven  with  earth  the  strain  prolong. 

4  But  will  indeed  Jehovah  deign 
Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 
Here  will  the  world's  Redeemer  reign. 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

5  That  glory  never  hence  depart ! 

Yet  choose  not.  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart, 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  30 

30  S.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

E'^c  X^xcscnzc  of  Ci)n'st. 

1  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee, 

Thy  promised  presence  claim  I 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shall  be, 

Assembled  in  thy  name  : 

Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove ; 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 

And  everlasting  love. 

2  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 
Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 

From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside. 

And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

We  meet,  the  grace  to  take 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given ; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 

That  we  may  meet  m  heaven. 

3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 
But,  O,  thyself  reveal  I 

Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 

The  mighty  comfort  feel ! 

O  may  thy  quick'ning  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice 

In  hope  of  perfect  love ! 


31,  32  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

31  C.  M.  Methodist  Col. 
JBtBixinQ  to  meet  iuitt)  €f)rist. 

1  See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see, 

The  promis'd  blessing  give ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee, 
Expectmg  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  joined; 
We  wait,  according  to  thy  word. 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here  ; 

But,  O,  thyself  reveal  I 
Son  of  the  living  God,  appear  ! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feel. 

32  L.  M.  Watts. 
preparation  for  Hclioious  2^*ors!)fp. 

1  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone : 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 

From  flesh  and  sense  I  would  be  free. 
And  hold  communion,  Lord,  with  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire 

To  see  thy  grace,  to  taste  thy  love. 
And  feel  thine  influence  from  above. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  33 

3  When  I  can  say  that  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  see  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  that  men  call  rich  and  great. 

4  Send  comfort  down  from  thy  right  hand. 
To  cheer  me  in  this  barren  land ; 

And  in  thy  temple  let  me  know 
The  joys  that  from  thy  presence  flow. 

33  C.  M.  Watts. 

SinccritD  anti  Jtlnpocrisj. 

1  God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 

He  sees  our  mmost  mind ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  knowTi 
Tiu-ough  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Then-  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies. 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 


34,  35  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 
And  make  my  soul  smcere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face. 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

34  7s.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

HngagcTittcss  m  JBcbotipti. 

1  Lord,  before  thy  presence  come. 
Bow  we  do^vn  with  holy  fear  ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home. 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers 
Come  not  where  devotion  kneels ; 

Let  the  soul  expand  her  stores, 
Glowing  with  the  joy  she  feels. 

3  At  the  portals  of  thine  house. 
We  resign  our  earth-born  cares : 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engross. 
Songs  of  praise  and  fen^ent  prayers. 

35  C.   M.  BOWRING. 

3Pure  2Wors!)fjp. 

1  The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 
Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer. 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  36 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere, 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee  ; 
If  thy  pure  spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  OAvn  pui-ity. 

4  O,  may  that  si)irit  -warm  my  heart 

To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above. 

36  7s.  M.  Bo  WRING. 

J^umblc  JJr'orsijfp. 

1  When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel. 
Filled  with  awe  and  holy  fear. 
Teach  us,  O  our  God,  to  feel. 

All  thy  sacred  presence  near. 

2  Check  each  proud  and  wandering  thought 
AVhen  on  thy  great  name  we  call ; 

Man  is  nought,  is  less  than  nought ; 
Thou,  our  God,  art  all  in  all. 

3  Weak,  imperfect  creatures,  we 
In  this  vale  of  darkness  dwell ; 
Yet  presume  to  look  to  thee 
'Midst  thy  light  ineffable. 


37  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

4  O  receive  the  praise  that  dares 
Seek  thy  heaven-exalted  throne ; 
Bless  our  offerings,  hear  our  prayers, 
Infinite  and  Holy  One ! 

87  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Knbocation. 

1  O,  BOW  thine  ear.  Eternal  One; 

On  thee,  our  heart  adoring  calls ; 
To  thee,  the  followers  of  thy  Son 
Bend  low  within  these  sacred  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept, 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept,  — 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung. 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn. 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 


or  PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  38,  39 

38  C.  M.  Bryant. 

Kmploring  tljc  Compassion  of  Cfo^. 

1  O  God,  whose  di-ead  and  dazzling  brow 

Love  never  yet  forsook, 
On  those  who  seek  tliy  presence  now, 
In  deep  compassion  look ;  — 

2  For  many  a  fi-ail  and  en-ing  heart 

Is  in  thy  holy  sight. 
And  feet  too  willing  to  dei)art 
From  the  plain  way  of  right. 

3  Yet,  pleased  the  humble  prayer  to  hear, 

And  kmd  to  all  that  live. 
Thou,  when  thou  seest  tlie  contrite  tear, 
Art  ready  to  forgive. 

4  Lord,  aid  us  with  thy  heavenly  grace 

Our  truest  bliss  to  find, 
Nor  sternly  judge  our  erring  race. 
So  feeble  and  so  blind. 

39  C.  M.  Bishop  Heber. 
^\ie  SceTr  of  tt)c  SLSt'ortr. 

1  O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 
By  whom  the  harvest  blest ; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from  heaven, 
Is  planted  in  om*  breast;  — 


40  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

2  Presence  it  fi-om  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air ; 
The  suhry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care. 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strown, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply ; 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown 
Shall  ripen  m  the  sky. 

40  7s.  M.  Salisbury  Col. 

^troratfon. 

1  Holt,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ; 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy.  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring. 
When  aroimd  thy  tin-one  we  sing. 

3  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be ; 
All  shall  join  in  harmony ; 

That  through  heaven's  capacious  round 
Praise  to  thee  may  ever  sound. 

4  Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  I 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  41,    42 

41  S.  M.  Watts. 

3.3raisc  ivom  all  Xntfons. 

1  Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord, 

Shall  soimd'throuirh  distant  lands ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word ; 
Thy  truth  forever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honors  spread. 

And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

42  8  &  7s.  31.  J.  Newto>\ 
33cnetrictfott. 

1  Mat  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor. 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  m  sweet  connnunion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


43,    44  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

43  *8  &  7s.  M.  Calamy. 
SScfore  or  after  Sermon. 

1  Lord  of  Nature,  source  of  light, 

111  pity  view  thy  world  below ; 
Guide  our  erring  footsteps  right. 

Through  these  scenes  of  guilt  and  woe. 

2  Grant  thy  Spirit !     By  thy  kindness 

Let  our  errors  be  forgiven ; 
Heal  our  sins,  dispel  our  blindness. 
Then,  conduct  us  safe  to  heaven. 

44  C.  M.  Watts. 
^  asiessetr  ffiPospcL 

1  Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope. 
Nor  dares  the  world  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  gloiy  and  defence. 

Strength  and  salvation  gives : 
Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns. 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  45,  46 

45  7s.  M.  6  1.     Spirit  of  the  Ps. 
jFuturc  CSlorn  of  tijc  €l)urcl). 

1  On  thy  church,  O  Power  Divine, 
Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shiiie ; 
Till  the  nations  from  afar 

Hail  lier  as  their  guiding  star ; 
Till  her  sons  from  zone  to  zone 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land ; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 
And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 

46  C.  M.  Cappe's  Sel. 
33ra2cr  for  33ibfnc  i3ircction. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light. 

Supremely  good  and  wise. 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows. 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love. 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 


47  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

3  Safely  conduct  us,  by  thy  grace, 
Through  life's  perplexing  road ; 
And  place  us,  when  that  journey 's  o'er, 
At  thy  right  hand,  O  God. 

47  S.  M.  Episcopal  Col. 

©Gospel  Knbitations. 

1  The  Spu-it,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  '  Sinner,  come  ; ' 
The  Bride,  the  Church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  childi-en,  '  come  ! ' 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  come ! 
Let  him  that  thu*sts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come ! 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

O  let  him  freely  come. 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo !  Jesus,  who  invites. 

Declares,  '  I  quickly  come : ' 
Lord,  even  so !  I  wait  thine  hour ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come ! 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  48 

48  7s.  31.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

I-nbftatfons  of  S^sus. 

1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come  and  make  my  paths  your  choice : 
I  -will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
WeaiT  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  ban-en  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste ! 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain ; 
Ye,  whose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise : 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  : 
A  wounded  sphit,  who  can  bear  ? 

5 

Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endui*e, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sui-e. 


49  INTRODUCTIOIS^   AND    CLOSE 

49  7s.  M.  8 1.  Methodist  Col. 

"  mfis  tofll  se  Bfe  ?  ♦♦ 

1  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give. 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  ; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
Christ,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  ? 
Christ,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself,  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 

In  your  hearts  God  asks  you  why  ? 
He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove  — 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love  : 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Why,  you  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die  ? 


OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  50 

50  L.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

Knbftatfon  to  ^fnncrs. 

1  Come,  then,  ye  sinners,  to  yowr  Lord, 
In  Christ  to  paratUse  restor'd  ; 

His  profTer'd  benefits  embrace ; 
The  plentitude  of  gospel-gi-ace : 

2  A  pardon  written  with  liis  blood. 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeHng  sense. 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence  : 

3  The  godly  grief,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart  ; 
The  tears  that  tell  }  our  sins  forgiven  ; 
The  sighs  that  waft  your  souls  to  heaven  : 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
The  unutterable  tenderness ; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility; 

The  wonder,  "  Why  such  love  to  me  ! " 

5  The  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  gi*ace. 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face ; 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love  ! 

4 


51  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE 

51  8  &  7s.  M.        Methodist  Col. 

Jxnbitatfon  to  Sinners. 

1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy. 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you. 

Full  of  pity,  love  and  power ; 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  hun ; 
This  he  gives  you, 
'T  is  the  spirit's  struggling  beam. 

3  Come,  ye  weaiy,  heavy  laden  ; 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better. 

You  will  1  ever  come  at  all. 
Not  the  righteous. 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

4  Agonizing  m  the  garden. 

Blessed  Jesus  prostrate  lies  ; 
On  the  bloody  cross  behold  him ! 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
"  It  is  finished ! " 
SLaner,  will  not  this  suffice. 


OF   PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  52   53 

5  Saints  and  angels  joined  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 
Wliile  the  bhssful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  — 
Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

•^2  7s.  M.  6 1.        Methodist  Col. 

1  Why  not  now,  my  God,  my  God  ! 

Ready  if  thou  always  art, 
Make  in  me  thy  mean  abode. 

Take  possession  of  my  heart : 
If  thou  canst  so  greatly  bow. 
Friend  of  sinners,  why  not  now.' 

2  God  of  love,  in  this  my  day. 

For  thyself  to  tliee  I  cry : 
Dying,  — if  thou  still  delay, 

Must  I  not  forever  die  ? 
Enter  now  thy  poorest  home, 
Now,  my  utmost  Saviour,  come  ! 

53  8  &  7s.  M.  S.  F.  Adams. 

1  PART|m  peace !  is  day  before  us  ? 
Praise  his  name  for  life  and  light ; 
Are  the  shadows  lengthening  o'er  us  ? 
Bless  his  care  who  guards  the  night. 


54  INTRODUCTION   AND    CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  Part  ill  peace !  with  deep  thanksgiving, 

Rendering,  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  hving, 
Tranquil  memory  to  the  dead. 

3  Part  in  peace !  such  are  the  praises 

God  our  Maker  loveth  best ; 
Such  the  worship  that  upraises 
Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 

54  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time. 
The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung. 
Whom  kings  adored  in  song  sublime. 
And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue  ! 

Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 
Thy  favored  worshipper  may  dwell, 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat  weary  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

From  eveiy  place  below  the  skies, 
The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
The  incense  of  the  heart,  may  rise 
To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

O,  Thou  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 
The  lyre  of  prophet-bards  was  strung, 
To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clime 
Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 


Covii'si  DaT3, 


55  L.  M.  Stennett. 

Clje  €l)rfstian  <Sntbat1)  ^omfng. 

1  Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbatli  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest ; 
Improve  the  day  that  God  liath  blest. 

2  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  mcense,  to  the  skies, 

And  di'aw  from  Heaven  tliat  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows ! 

3  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest. 
Which  for  the  chm-ch  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day  — 

In  holy  pleasures  —  pass  away ; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end ! 


56,  57  lord's  day. 

56  S.  M.  Spirit  of  the  Ps. 

a:!)e  Jiag  of  j^est. 

1  Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing, 

To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word. 
And  grateful  offerings  bruig. 

2  Sweet  at  the  dawning  hour. 
Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 

And  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet  on  this  day  of  rest. 
To  join  in  heart  and  voice. 

With  those  who  love  and  sei-ve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy. 
Be  every  Sabbath  given. 

That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

57  8  &  7s.  M.     Sun.  School  H.  B. 

Saftfiatl)  i^Hovnfng. 

1  Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  morning, 
Welcome  is  this  holy  day ; 
Now  the  Sabbath  morn  returning, 
Says  a  week  has  passed  away. 


lord's  day.  58 

Let  me  think  how  time  is  passing, 

Soon  the  longest  hfe  departs, 
Nothing  human  is  abiding, 

Save  the  love  of  humble  hearts. 

2  Love  to  God,  and  to  our  neighbor. 

Makes  our  purest  liappiness  ; 
Vain  the  wish,  the  care,  the  labor, 

Earth's  poor  trifles  to  possess. 
Swift  my  life's  vain  dreams  are  passing. 

Like  the  startled  dove  they  fly ; 
Or  the  clouds  each  other  chasing. 

Over  yonder  quiet  sky. 

.3  Father,  now  one  prayer  I  raise  thee  ; 

Give  an  humble,  grateful  heart ; 
Never  let  me  cease  to  praise  thee, 

Never  from  thy  fear  depart. 
Then,  when  years  have  gather'd  o'er  me, 

And  the  world  is  sunk  in  shade. 
Heaven's  bright  realm  will  rise  before  me ; 

There  my  treasure  will  be  laid. 

58  L.  M.         Sujf.  School  H.  B. 

Sfifibntl;  Ban. 

1  We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day. 
Thou  who  hast  every  blessing  given. 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away. 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heaven. 


59  lord's  day. 

2  Lord,  in  this  day  of  holy  rest, 

We  would  unprove  the  calm  repose ; 
And,  in  thy  service  truly  blest. 
Forget  the  world,  its  joys  and  woes. 

3  Lord  !  may  thy  truth,  upon  the  heart. 
Now  fall  and  dwell  as  heavenly  dew, 
And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  We  would  our  prayers  with  fen^or  bring, 
And  lay  them  at  thy  sacred  throne  ; 
And  render  praise,  O  heavenly  King, 
To  thee,  whom  praise  can  claim  alone. 

59  7s.  M.  6  1.     Sun.  School  H.  B. 

1  Safely  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek. 
Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day. 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best. 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest ! 

2  Mercies,  multiplied  each  hour,    ' 
Through  our  lives,  our  praise  demand ; 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  power, 

Fed  and  guided  by  thy  hand. 
Yet  ungrateful  we  have  been. 
Paying  back  these  gifts  with  sin. 


LORD  S    DAY. 

3  Lord,  we  pray  for  pardouiiig  gi'ace, 
In  our  dear  Redeemer's  uame : 
Sin  remove,  and  in  its  place 
Give  us  virtue's  purest  flame  ; 
Thus,  from  all  our  sins  set  free, 
May  we  rest  at  last  with  thee. 

60  S.  31.  Watts. 

€\)c  3ioxVs  Ban. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest. 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here. 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been. 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this. 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


60 


61  lord's  day. 

ol  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

2ri)e  2Eternal  Saftiat]^. 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house ; 
And  o^vn,  as  grateful  sacrifice. 

The  songs  which  fi-om  thy  chui'ches  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 

To  that  oiu'  longmg  souls  aspire, 
With  earnest  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress ; 
Nor  sin  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal,  noon. 

o  O  long  expected  day,  begin  ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road. 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 


lord's  day.  62,  63 

62  L-  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

1  When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 
Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 
What  rites,  wliat  honors  shall  he  pay  ? 
How  spread  his  Sovereign's  praise  abroad  ? 

2  From  marble  domes,  and  gilded  spires, 
Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise  ? 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man  !     Creation's  Lord 
Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare  ; 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  tJiou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  hearcth  prayer. 

63  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Snlibatf)  JiJmirn. 

1  Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares. 

Of  earth  and  folly  born  ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

2  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  yom-  harsh  control ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate,  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  the  soul. 


64,  65  lord's    DAT. 

3  Sleep,  sleep  forever,  guilty  thoughts  ; 
Let  fii*es  of  vengeance  die  ; 
And,  purged  from  sin,  may  I  behold 
A  God  of  purity. 

64  L.  M.         Sun.  School  H.  B. 

1  Called  by  the  Sabbath  bells  aw^ay. 
Unto  thy  holy  temple,  Lord, 

I  '11  go,  with  willing  mind  to  pray, 
To  praise  thy  name  and  hear  thy  word. 

2  O  sacred  day  of  peace  and  joy, 
Thy  hours  are  ever  dear  to  me  ; 
Ne'er  may  a  sinful  thought  destroy 
The  holy  cahn  I  find  in  thee. 

3  Dear  are  thy  peaceful  hours  to  me. 
For  God  has  given  them  in  his  love 
To  tell  how  calm,  how  blest  shall  be 
The  endless  day  of  heaven  above. 

65  7s.  M.        Sun.  School  H.  B. 

1  Sacred  day,  forever  blest ! 
Day  of  all  our  days  the  best ! 
Welcome  hours  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Free  from  toil,  fatigue  and  care  ! 


lord's  day.  ()6 

2  Happy,  happy,  happy.  Lord, 

Those  who  hear  and  read  thy  word ! 
Happy  those  who  dwell  with  thee  I 
Who  thy  grace  and  glory  see. 

3  We  once  more  have  heard  thy  voice, 

Lord,  in  thee  our  souls  rejoice ; 
Borne  by  faith  to  worlds  on  high, 
Called  to  reign  above  the  sky. 

4  Though  this  day  of  rest  we  close, 

Still  in  thee  our  hearts  repose ; 
Guide  and  guard  us  all  our  days : 
O  may  all  our  lives  be  praise  ! 

66  C.  M  Montgomery. 

Ubcufnfl  ff5^'ors1)fp. 


Wlien  his  disciples  met. 
O'er  his  lost  fellowship  to  grieve, 
Nor  knew  the  Scripture  yet,  — 

2  Lo,  in  their  midst  his  form  was  seen,  — 

The  form  in  which  he  died  ; 
Their  blaster's  marred  and  wounded  mien,  • 
His  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 

3  Then  were  they  glad  their  Lord  to  know, 

And  hailed  him,  yet  with  fear ;  — 
Jesus,  again  thy  presence  show ; 
Meet  thy  disciples  here. 


66  lord's  day. 

4  Be  in  our  midst ;  let  faith  rejoice 

Our  risen  Lord  to  view, 
And  make  our  spirits  hear  thy  voice 
Say,  "  Peace  be  unto  you  !  " 

5  And  while  with  thee,  in  social  hours, 

We  commune  through  thy  word. 
May  our  hearts  burn,  and  all  our  powers 
Confess,  "  It  is  the  Lord." 


0Ddal  ttJor^ljip. 


67  L-  M.  BowRir 

Jl-ntrotiuctfon  to  Ebcning  Woxsf)ip, 

1  How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light! 

How  shall  we  all  thy  love  declare ! 
The  earth  is  veiled  in  shades  of  night, 

But  heaven  is  open  to  our  prayer,  — 
That  heaven,  so  bright  with  stars  and  suns,  — 

That  glorious  heaven  which  has  no  bound, 
Wliere  the  full  tide  of  being  runs. 

And  life  and  beauty  glow  around. 

'2  We  would  adore  thee,  God  subhme. 

Whose  power  and  wisdom,  love  and  grace, 
Are  greater  than  the  round  of  tune. 

And  wider  than  the  bounds  of  space. 
O,  how  shall  thought  expression  find, 
•       All  lost  in  thine  immensity ! 
How  shall  we  seek  thee,  glorious  Mind, 
Amid  thy  di-ead  infinity ! 


bo  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

3  But  thou  art  present  with  us  here, 

As  in  thy  ghttering,  high  domain  ; 
And  grateful  hearts  and  humble  fear 

Can  never  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 
Help  us  to  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light ; 

Help  us  thy  boundless  love  declare ; 
And,  while  we  crowd  thy  courts  to-night. 

Aid  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayer. 

Oo  C.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

JFor  Smceiftn. 

1  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourselves  sincere ; 
But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshipper  ? 

2  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee  ? 
A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

3  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief; 

His  desperate  state  exi3lain : 
And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 

4  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 

Om*  foolishness  to  mourn  ; 
And  turn  at  once  from  every  sin, 
And  to  our  Saviour  turn. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  69 

5  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know, 

111  this  oiu'  gracious  day ; 

Repentance  unto  hie  bestow, 

And  take  our  sins  away. 

6  Conclude  us  first  in  unbelief. 

And  freely  then  release  ; 
Fill  eveiy  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

7  Impoverish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve. 

And  then  enrich  the  poor  ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  sickness  give ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

69  ''s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

3htbocatfon. 

1  Father,  at  thy  footstool  see 
Those  who  now  are  one  in  thee : 
Draw  us  by  tliy  grace  alone  ; 
Give,  O  give  us  to  thy  Son. 

2  Jesus,  friend  of  human  kind, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  be  join'd ; 
Each  to  each  unite  and  bless ; 
Keep  us  still  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Heavenly,  all-alluring  Dove, 
Shed  thy  over-shadowing  love ; 
Love,  the  sealing  grace  impart ; 
Dwell  within  our  single  heart. 

5 


70,  71  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

70  L.   M.  COWPER. 

jFoc  Social  Ob*ors|)fp. 

1  Our  God,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  groimd. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come. 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

4  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear : 
O  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down. 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own ! 

71  C.  M.  Watts. 

SafetD  of  t|)e  €!jurr!). 

1  How  honorable  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  stand ! 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land ! 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  72 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell ! 
The  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  the  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates. 

The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 
Enter,  ye  nations,  who  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  m  perfect  peace  ; 
You,  who  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  tasted  of  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  forever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

72  S.  M.  Watts. 

33roti)cvIi)  Slobc. 

1  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace. 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  sei*ve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run ! 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house. 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows. 
Make  their  commmiion  sweet. 


73  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above ; 
Where  peace  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

73  8  &  7s.  M.  CowpER. 

jFutuve  3P£^ace  antr  6Jlor2  of  t\fc  dtfwixci), 

1  Hear  w^hat  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken : 

O  my  people,  faint  and  fevr, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken : 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you : 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow : 
Still  in  undisturbed  possession 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But  your  griefs  forever  ending, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me : 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 


74 


God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 
Change  to-day  the  gloom  of  night ; 

He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 
God  your  eyerlastins  light. 


74  8  &  7s.  M.  J.  Newton. 

Z\)c  Cftn  of  (TtO^. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God ! 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  sahation's  walls  surrounded,  ' 

Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

^  See !  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
Aiid  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

4  Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord  the  Giver, 
Never  faDs  fi'om  age  to  age. 


75  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

75  7  &  6s.  M.  CowpER. 

Sow  mitj  3,3cace  in  a^dicbmg. 

1  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings ; 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 

With  healing  on  his  wings : 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  sliming, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 
'  And  find  it  ever  new ; 

Set  free  from  present  soitow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
E'en  let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Brmg  with  it  what  it  may ! 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 

But  he  will  bear  us  through ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing 

Will  clothe  his  people  too ; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 

No  creature  but  is  fed ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  76,  77 

76  C.  M.  Dre.n-va.v. 

1  The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 

The  universal  Lord ! 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell  and  be  adored. 

2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 

Of  fervent  praise  and  j)rayer, 
Or  on  the  earth  or  in  the  skies, 
The  God  of  heaven  is  there. 

3  His  presence  is  diffused  abroad 

Through  realms,  through  worlds  unkno^vn  : 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 
Are  ever  near  his  tlirone. 

7T  7s.  M.  A>-ciE>-T  Hymns. 

Commen^atorjj  of  .Social  ^[j&oxs'iiip. 

1  Ever  sounds  with  holy  hymns 

The  abode  of  saints  on  high. 
Echoing  to  the  seraphim's 

Holy,  holy,  holy  ciy : 
Joining  that  great  psalm  of  praise, 
We  om-  humbler  voices  raise. 

2  O'er  our  temple,  Lord  of  all, 

Thy  benignant  light  extend ; 
Here  be  present  at  our  call ; 
Here  thy  people's  vows  attend ; 


V, 


/b  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

And  our  fainting  souls  imbue, 
Father,  with  thy  heavenly  dew. 

3  Here  may  still  the  meek  request 

Of  the  faithful  heart  obtain 
Foretaste  of  those  mansions  blest, 

Visions  bright  of  glory  gain. 
Till,  from  bonds  corporeal  free, 
We  those  blissful  mansions  see. 

4  Now  be  to  the  Father  done 

Homage,  as  at  all  times  meet. 
Through  his  well-beloved  Son, 

Sharer  of  his  heavenly  seat,  — 
Homage  such  as  all  things  owe, 
Saints  above  and  men  below. 

78  C.  M.         Methodist  Col. 

1  Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 

Of  every  sinful  heart : 
Wliate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart ! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  sti-ay. 

Leave  us  not  comfortless ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 


79 


3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  hear, 

Let  each  his  frieiully  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  hrother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  m  love. 

5  Up  into  thee  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow. 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

(3  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  ^^T0Ught, 
Receive  thy  ready  bride : 
Give  US  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctified. 

79  8  &  7s.  M.      'Wesley's  Col. 

Bibmc  2.obc. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling. 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  cro\\Ti. 
Father,  thou  art  all  compassion  ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation. 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 


80  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  eveiy  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive ; 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

80  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Social  3Ebnting  5!I3^orst)ip. 

1  O,  'tis  a  scene  the  heart  to  move, 

When,  at  the  close  of  day. 
Whom  God  unites  in  Christian  love 
Unite  their  thanks  to  pay. 

2  What  though  the  number  be  but  small  ? 

Whenever  two  or  three 
Join  on  the  Saviour's  name  to  call, 
There  in  the  midst  is  he. 

3  When  faithful  and  repentant  hearts 

His  heavenly  grace  ensue. 
His  grace,  entreated,  he  imparts 
To  many  or  to  few. 

4  O,  come,  then,  and,  with  joint  accord. 

In  social  worship  meet ; 
And,  mindful  of  the  Saviour's  word, 
The  Saviour's  boon  entreat. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 


81 


gj  7s.  M.         Methodist  Col. 

Slonfifna  to  3Lobe  €Jotr. 

1  Lord,  my  God,  I  long  to  know,  — 

Ofl  it  causes  anxious  tliouglit,  — 
Do  I  love  thee,  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  thine,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain. 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Any  dut>'  give  me  pain. 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

3  When  I  turn  mine  eyes  within, 

O,  how  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  I 
Prone  to  unbelief  and  sin. 
Can  I  deem  myself  thy  child  ? 

4  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Fhid  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall : 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

5  Could  I  love  thy  saints  to  meet. 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhoiTed, 
Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  thee.  Lord  ? 

6  Saviour,  let  me  love  thee  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray : 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 


82  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

oJi  8  &  7s.  M.      Ancient  Hymns. 

1  Bright  the  vision  that  delighted 

Once  the  sight  of  Judah's  seer ; 
Sweet  the  countless  tongues  united 

To  entrance  the  prophet's  ear. 
Round  the  Lord  in  glory  seated, 

Cherubim  and  seraphim 
Filled  his  temple,  and  repeated 

Each  to  each  th'  alternate  hynm :  — 

2  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given. 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord!" 
Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringmg ; 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  ciy, 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  smging, 

"  Lord  of  hosts,  the  Lord  most  high ! " 

3  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 

Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite, 
Whilst  our  thoughts  his  greatness  raises, 

And  our  love  his  gifts  excite. 
With  his  seraph  train  before  him. 

With  his  holy  chiu'ch  below. 
Thus  conspire  we  to  adore  him. 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow :  — 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  83 

4  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fiiluess  stored ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 
Thus  thy  glorious  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  thy  angels'  cry, 
'Holy,  holy,  holy,'  l)lessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  of  hosts  most  high ! " 

88  7s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

Call  to  Social  I51-ovsl)fp. 

1  Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join 
God  to  praise  in  hymns  divhie ; 
Give  we  all,  with  one  accord. 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord ; 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raise ; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days ; 
Antidate  tlie  joys  above. 

Find  the  heaven  of  mutual  love. 

2  Saviour,  we  thy  promise  claim ; 
We  are  met  iii  thy  great  name ; 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear ; 
Manifest  thy  presence  here ; 
Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless ; 
Breathe  thy  spirit,  give  thy  peace  ; 
Thou  thyself  within  us  move ; 
Make  this  hour  a  feast  of  love. 


84  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

3  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  ; 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet ; 
Meet  t'  appear  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 
Call,  O  call  us  each  by  name, 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb ; 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breast ; 
Love  be  there  our  endless  feast ! 

84  "^S"  ^^'        Methodist  Col. 

Call  to  Social  XmoxsUv- 

1  Let  us  join,  as  God  commands, 
Let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands ; 
Help  to  gain  our  callmg's  hope ; 
Help  to  build  each  other  up  ; 
Carry  on  the  Christian's  strife ; 
Walk  in  holiness  of  life ; 
Faithfully  our  gifts  improve 

For  the  sake  of  Him  we  love  ;  — 

2  Still  forget  the  things  behind ; 
Follow  Christ  in  heart  and  mind  ; 
Toward  the  mark  unwearied  press ; 
Seize  the  crown  of  righteousness. 
While  we  walk  w  ith  God  in  light, 
God  our  hearts  will  still  unite ; 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove  — 
Fellowship  in  Jesus,  love. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  85 

3  Still,  O  Lord,  our  faith  increase ; 
CleaDse  from  all  unrighteousness : 
Thee  th'  unholy  cannot  see : 
Make,  O  make  us  meet  for  thee : 
Eveiy  vile  affection  kill ; 

Root  out  every  seed  of  ill ; 

Utterly  abolisli  sin ; 

Write  thy  law  of  love  within. 

4  Hence  may  all  our  actions  flow, 
Love  the  proof  that  Christ  we  know ; 
Mutual  love  the  token  be. 

Lord,  that  we  belong  to  thee ; 
Love,  thine  image,  love  impart ; 
Stamp  it  on  our  face  and  heart ; 
Only  love  to  us  be  given ; 
Lord,  we  ask  no  other  heaven. 

85  C.  3L  Methodist  Col. 

Call  to  W^orsijfp. 

1  Father,  united  by  thy  grace. 
And  each  to  each  endear'd, 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

9  jMake  us  into  one  spirit  drink ; 
Baptize  into  one  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 


86  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

3  Toucli'd  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  liearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  tow^ards  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  towards  thee. 

4  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Insensibly  remove : 
Our  souls  their  change  shall  scarcely  know, 
JMade  perfect  first  in  love ! 

5  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  given, 

The  same  delight  we  prove ; 
In  earth,  in  paradise,  in  heaven. 
Our  all  in  all  is  love. 

86  ''s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

JJ=or  aSroti)crla?  2.obe. 

1  God  of  love,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  Son  agree ; 
Show  to  us  the  Prince  of  Peace ; 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind. 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind ; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  om-  Lord. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  87 

4  Let  us  for  each  other  care  ; 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give ; 
Show  how  true  behevers  Hve. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  tlie  heights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us,  then,  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above  ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 

87  ^s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

jfov  Union  of  Jl^tavt, 

1  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Perfecting  the  saints  below. 

Hear  us,  who  thy  nature  share, 
Who  thy  loving  childi-en  are. 

2  Join  us,  in  one  spirit  join. 
Let  us  still  receive  of  thine : 
Still  for  more  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  who  finest  all  in  all ! 

3  Closer  knit  us  to  our  Head ; 
Nourish  us,  in  Christ,  and  feed ; 
Let  us  daily  growth  receive. 
More  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 

6 


bo  SOCIAL    WORSHIP, 

4  Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide ; 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide : 
Placed  according  to  thy  w^ill. 
Let  us  all  our  work  fulfil ; 

5  Never  from  our  office  move, 
Needful  to  each  other  prove ; 
Use  the  grace  on  each  bestowed, 
Tempered  by  the  art  of  God. 

6  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree. 
Touched  with  softest  sympathy ; 
Kindly  for  each  other  care ; 
Every  member  feel  its  share. 

7  Many  are  we  now  and  one. 
We  who  Jesus  have  put  on : 
There  is  neither  bond  nor  free, 
Neither  great  nor  small  in  thee  I 

8  Love,  like  death,  hath  all  destroyed, 
Rendered  our  distinctions  void ! 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall : 
Thou,  O  God,  art  all  in  all ! 

88  6  &  8s.  M.       Methodist  Col. 

jfox  SEnton. 

1  Thou  God  of  truth  and  love. 
We  seek  thy  perfect  way, 
Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve. 

Thy  providence  t'  obey ; 
Enter  into  thy  wise  design. 
And  sweetly  lose  our  will  in  thine. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  8 

2  Why  hast  thou  cast  our  lot 

In  the  same  age  and  place  ? 
And  why  together  brought 

To  see  each  other's  face  ? 
To  join  with  softest  sympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  souls  in  thee  ? 

3  Didst  thou  not  make  us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain. 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain ; 
Till  all  thy  utmost  goodness  prove, 
And  rise  renewed  in  perfect  love  ? 

89  7s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

JJ'or  tljc  <t\)uxc\). 

1  God  of  love,  that  hear'st  the  prayer. 
Kindly  for  thy  people  care. 

Who  on  thee  alone  depend : 
Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end. 

2  Save  us,  in  the  prosperous  hour. 
From  the  flattering  Tempter's  power. 
From  his  unsuspecting  wiles. 
From  the  world's  pernicious  smiles. 

3  Cut  off  our  dependence  vain 
On  the  help  of  feeble  man ; 
Every  arm  of  flesh  remove ; 
Stay  us  on  thy  only  love ! 


90  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

4  Men  of  worldly,  low  design, 
Let  not  these  thy  people  join, 
Poison  our  simplicity, 

Drag  us  from  our  trust  in  thee» 

5  Save  us  from  the  great  and  wise. 
Till  they  sink  in  their  own  eyes, 
Tamely  to  thy  yoke  submit, 
Lay  their  honors  at  thy  feet. 

6  Never  let  the  world  break  in ; 
Fix  a  mighty  gulf  between ; 
Keep  us  little  and  unknown, 
Prized  and  loved  by  God  alone. 

90  '^^'  ^^-  S  '•      Methodist  Col. 

1  Let  the  beasts  their  life  resign, 
Strangers  to  the  life  divine ; 
Who  their  God  can  never  know. 
Let  their  spirit  downward  go. 
You  for  higher  ends  were  born : 
You  may  all  to  God  return ; 
Dwell  with  him  above  the  sky : 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 

2  You,  on  whom  he  favors  showers, 
You,  possest  of  nobler  powers. 
You,  of  Reason's  powers  possest, 
You,  with  Will  and  3Iemoiy  blest ; 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP.  91 

You,  witli  finer  sense  endued, 
Creatures  capable  of  God, 
Noblest  of  his  creatures,  why, 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 

3  You,  whom  he  ordained  to  be 
Transcripts  of  the  Deity ; 
You,  whom  he  in  life  doth  hold ; 
You,  for  whom  his  son  was  sold ; 
You,  on  whom  he  still  doth  wait, 
Whom  he  would  again  create  ; 
Made  by  him,  and  purchased,  why, 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 

91  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Co  t\)c  ^3roUfiial  Son. 

1  Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  far 

From  thy  father's  happy  home  ? 
Witli  thyself  and  God  at  war  ? 

Turn  thee,  brother,  homeward  come ! 

2  Hast  thou  wasted  all  the  powers 

God  for  noble  uses  gave  ? 
Squandered  life's  most  golden  hours  ? 
Turn  thee,  brother,  God  can  save  I 

3  Is  a  mighty  famine  now 

In  thy  heart  and  in  thy  soul  ? 
Discontent  upon  thy  brow  ? 
Tui'n  thee,  God  Avill  make  thee  whole ! 


92  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

4  Fall  before  him  on  the  ground, 
Pour  thy  sorrow  in  his  ear, 
Seek  him,  while  he  may  be  found, 
Call  upon  him,  while  he  's  near. 

92  C.  M.  Methodist  Col, 

3|acting. 

1  Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 

In  singleness  of  heart ; 
We  met,  O,  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

2  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind ; 

Our  minds  continue  one ; 
And,  each  to  each  in  Jesus  joined, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  Subsists  as  in  us  all  one  soul. 

No  power  can  make  us  twain  : 
And  mountains  rise,  and  oceans  rolJ, 
To  sever  us  in  vain. 

4  Present  we  still  in  spirit  ai*e. 

And  intimately  nigh, 
While  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  prayer 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

5  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God ; 

Our  life  shall  soon  appear, 
And  shed  his  glory  all  abroad 
In  all  his  members  here. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 


93 


93  ^s.  M.  J.  Newtox. 

^t  33artina. 

1  As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 
Shines  on  every  place  the  same ; 
So  the  Lord  is  always  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  his  name. 

2  When  they  move  at  duty's  call, 
He  is  with  them  by  the  way ; 
He  is  ever  with  them  all, 

Those  who  go,  and  those  who  stay. 

3  From  his  holy  mercy-seat 
Nothing  can  then-  souls  confine ; 
Still  in  spirit  they  may  meet, 
^\nd  in  sweet  communion  join. 

4  For  a  season  called  to  part. 
Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

5  Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer! 
Tender  shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 

All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

6  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 


94,  95  SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 

94  7s.  M.  H.  K.  White. 

1  Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 

One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There,  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  Him  who  reigns  in  heaven 
Be  eternal  glory  given  ! 
Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 

Oh,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine ! 

95  7's.  M.        Spiritual  Songs. 

dose  of  a  3.3ra2)cr  Meeting. 

1  O,  'tis  sweet  to  mingle,  where 
Christians  meet  for  social  prayer : 
O,  'tis  sweet,  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise  ; 
Then  how  blest  that  state  must  be, 
When  they  meet  eternally. 


DOMESTIC    WORSHIP.  96 

2  Father,  let  these  meetings  prove 
Scenes  of  fervent  Clmstian  love ; 
While  we  worship  in  this  place 
]May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace, 
Till  we,  each  in  his  degree. 
Fit  for  endless  gloiy  be. 

96  8  &  7s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

IDomcstfc  Jjyovsl)f|). 

1  Peace  be  to  this  habitation; 

Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein ; 
Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation ; 

Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin ; 
Peace,  that  speaks  the  heavenly  Giver ; 

Peace,  to  worldly  minds  unknown  ; 
Peace  divine,  that  lasts  forever ; 

Peace,  that  comes  from  God  alone. 

2  Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace,  be  near  us; 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home ; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us ; 

Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come ; 
Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation. 

Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 

In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 


97  DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

97  8s.  M.  6  1.      Methodist  Col. 

iSlelfflfon  at  J^ontc. 

1  When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit, 

Thy  book  be  my  companion  still ; 
My  joy  thy  sayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will, 
And  search  the  oracles  divine. 
Till  every  heait-felt  word  be  mine. 

2  O  may  the  gracious  words  divine 

Subject  of  all  my  converse  be : 
So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 

And  walk  and  talk  himself  with  me ; 
So  shall  my  heart  his  presence  prove, 
And  burn  with  everlasting  love. 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 

O  may  the  reconciling  word 
Sweetly  compose  my  weary  breast ! 

While,  on  the  bosom  of  my  Lord, 
I  sink  in  blissful  dreams  away. 
And  visions  of  eternal  day. 

4  Rising  to  sing  my  Saviour's  praise, 

Thee  may  I  publish  all  day  long; 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart,  and  fill  my  tongue ; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  purest  love, 
And  join  me  to  the  church  above. 


DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 


98 


98  7  &  6s.  M.     Ed.  Lit.  Review. 

^jrapcr  at  all  Zimcs. 

1  Go,  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go,  when  the  moon  is  bright, 
Go,  when  the  eve  declineth. 

Go,  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go,  with  pm-e  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And  in  thy  chamber  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee. 
Pray  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be ; 
Then  for  thyself  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim. 
And  link  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray. 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee, 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way ; 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  His  throne  of  glory, 

Who  is  3Iercy,  Truth,  and  Love. 


99  DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

4  O,  not  a  joy  nor  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compai*e, 
The  power  that  he  hath  given  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer ! 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall, 
Remember,  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love  who  gave  thee  all. 

99  S.  M.  Watts. 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  follies  of  our  mind 

Be  banished  from  this  place ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasure  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing. 

Who  never  knew  the  Lord ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
Should  sound  his  praise  abroad. 

4  Then  let  our  songs  abound. 

And  every  fear  put  by ; 
We're  marching  through  Emanuel's  ground 


To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


DOMESTIC    WORSHIP.  100 

1 00  L.  31.  Sir  H.  Wotton. 

(SCIjavactcv  of  a  jftjappj  Hffc. 

1  How  happy  is  lie  born  and  taught, 
That  serveth  not  another's  %vill, 
Whose  armor  is  his  honest  thought, 
And  simple  truth  his  utmost  .^kill ! 

2  Whose  passions  not  liis  masters  are, 
Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death, 
Untied  unto  the  Avorld  by  care 

Of  public  fame,  or  private  breath ;  — 

3  Who  envies  none  that  chance  doth  raise, 
Nor  vice  hath  ever  understood, 

How  deepest  wounds  ai-e  given  by  praise. 
Nor  rules  of  state,  but  rules  of  good ;  — 

4  Who  hath  his  life  from  rumors  freed ; 
Whose  conscience  is  his  strong  retreat; 
Whose  state  can  neither  flatterers  feed, 
Nor  ruin  make  oj)pressors  great ;  — 

5  Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray 
More  of  his  grace  than  gifts  to  lend, 
And  entei-tains  the  harmless  day 
With  a  religious  book  or  friend ;  — 

6  This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 
Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands. 
And  having  nothuig,  yet  hath  all. 


101  DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

101  7s.  M.  8 1.         Methodist  Col. 

iSefore  Sleep. 

1  Omnipresent  God!  whose  aid 

No  one  ever  ask'd  in  vain, 
Be  this  night  about  my  bed, 

Every  evil  thought  restrain: 
Lay  thy  hand  upon  my  soul, 

God  of  my  unguarded  hours ! 
All  my  enemies  control. 

Sin,  and  earth,  and  nature's  powers. 

2  O  thou  holy  God  !  come  down, 

God  of  spotless  purity ; 
Claim,  and  seize  me  for  thy  o\vn, 

Consecrate  my  heart  to  thee : 
Under  thy  protection  take  ; 

Songs  in  the  night  season  give ; 
Let  me  sleep  to  thee,  and  wake ; 

Let  me  die  to  thee,  and  live. 

3  Loose  me  from  the  chains  of  sense, 

Set  me  from  the  body  free  ; 
Draw  with  stronger  influence 

My  unfettered  soul  to  thee : 
In  me.  Lord,  thyself  reveal ; 

Fill  me  with  a  sweet  surprise  ; 
Let  me  thee,  when  waking,  feel, 

Let  me  in  thy  image  rise. 


DOMESTIC    WORSHIP.  102,  103 

102  L.   M.  PlERPONT. 

horning  JJ^jmn.   ifor  a  €|)nti. 

1  O  God,  I  thank  thee  that  the  night 
In  peace  and  rest  hath  passed  away, 
And  that  I  see,  in  this  fair  hght, 

My  Father's  smile,  that  makes  it  da}'. 

2  Be  thou  my  Guide,  and  let  me  live 
As  under  thine  all-seeing  eye ; 
Supply  my  wants,  my  sins  forgive, 
Aiid  make  nic  happy  when  I  die. 

103  L.    M.  PlERPO.NT. 

Ebenina  ?l)»mn.   iFor  a  <t\)t[ti. 

1  Another  day  its  course  hath  run. 
And  still,  O  God,  thy  child  is  blest ; 
For  thou  hast  been  by  day  my  Sun, 
And  thou  wilt  be  by  night  my  Rest. 

2  Sweet  sleep  descends,  my  eyes  to  close ; 
And  now,  when  all  the  world  is  still, 

I  give  my  body  to  repose, 
My  spirit  to  my  Father's  will. 


104  DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

104  C.  M.        Barry  Cor>wall. 

JFor  a  Sfctt  CCJfltr. 

1  Send  down  thy  winged  angel,  God ! 

Amidst  this  night  so  wild, 
And  bid  him  come  where  now  we  watch, 
And  breathe  upon  our  child ! 

2  She  lies  upon  her  pillow,  pale, 

And  moans  within  her  sleep, 
Or  wakeneth  with  a  patient  smile, 
And  striveth  not  to  weep ! 

3  How  gentle  and  how  good  a  child 

She  is,  we  know  too  well ; 
And  dearer  to  her  parents'  hearts 
Than  our  weak  words  can  tell. 

4  We  love,  —  we  watch  throughout  the  night, 

To  aid,  where  need  may  be  ; 
We  hope,  —  and  have  despaired  at  times; 
But  now  we  turn  to  Thee ! 

5  Send  down  thy  sweet-souled  angel,  God  ! 

Amidst  the  darkness  wild. 
And  bid  him  soothe  our  souls  to-night, 
And  heal  our  gentle  child ! 


i3aptt0m,  £01*^5  Clipper  anir 
3.i)mi05{on  of  iHcmbcr0. 


105  S.    M.  L.    11.    SiGOUR.NEY. 

33aptfsnt. 

1  Saviour,  thy  law  we  love, 

Thy  pure  example  bless. 
And  with  a  firm,  unwavering  zeal. 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 

2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 

By  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favored  feet  are  led ;  — 

3  But,  at  this  peaceful  tide. 

Assembled  in  thy  fear. 
The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
We  humbly  offer  here. 
7 


106,  107        BAPTIS3I,  lord's  supper  and 

106  7s.  M.  3I0NTGOMERY. 

Sontc"ti  to  a^oij's  iSeople. 

1  People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  tlie  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O,  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave  ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home. 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

107  C.  M.  Montgomery. 
^  (M^elcomc  to  JFellotiis!)fp. 

1  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord: 

Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou : 
We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord. 
Our  fi'iend,  our  brother  now. 

2  The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 

Of  love,  we  offer  thee  : 
Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  pait 
From  lies  and  vanity. 


ADMISSION    OF    MEMBERS.  108,  109 

3  The  cup  of  blessing  which  we  bless, 
The  heavenly  bread  we  break, 
Our  Saviour's  blood  and  righteousness, — 
Freely  with  us  partake. 

108  S.  M.  Episcopal  Col. 
^0  t\)c  Soul  Srchfna  Ixcst. 

1  O,  CEASE,  thou  wandering  soul, 

On  restlcs.s  wing  to  roam; 
All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  aik  of  God  ; 

Behold  the  open  door ; 
O,  haste  to  gain  that  blest  abode. 
And  rove,  dear  soul,  no  more. 

3  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide. 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  everj'  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

109  8  &  7s.  M.  Heber. 
iScfore  Communfon, 

1  Bread  of  the  world  in  mercy  broken, 
Wine  of  the  soul  in  mercy  shed ! 
By  whom  the  words  of  life  were  s])oken, 
And  in  whose  death  our  sins  are  dead ! 


110,  111  BAPTISM,    lord's    SUPPER   AND 

2  Look  on  the  heart  by  sorrow  broken, 
Look  on  the  tears  by  sinners  shed, 
And  be  thy  feast  to  us  the  token 
That  by  thy  grace  our  souls  are  fed. 

110  C   M.  Pratt's  Col.' 
3Sefore  CCominunioti. 

1  Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross, 

Who  all  our  griefs  hast  borne ; 
To  look  on  thee,  whom  we  have  pierced,  — 
To  look  on  thee,  and  mourn. 

2  While  thus  we  mourn,  we  would  rejoice ; 

And,  as  thy  cross  we  see, 
Let  each  exclaim,  in  faith  and  hope, 
"  The  Saviom-  died  for  me !  " 

111  C.    M.  MiLMAN. 

35eforc  Clommunion. 

1  Oh  Father,  hear  us,  when  we  call, 

Imploring  at  thy  feet 
The  crumbs  that  from  thy  table  fall  — 
'Tis  all  we  dare  entreat. 

2  But  be  it,  Lord  of  Mercy,  all  — 

So  thou  wilt  grant  but  this ; 
The  crumbs  that  from  thy  table  fall 
Are  light,  and  life,  and  bliss. 


ADMISSION    OF    MEMBERS.  112 

112  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Sr|)is  Xio  in  2^cmcmfii-ancc  of  ^c. 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake. 
My  l)read  from  heaven  shall  be  ; 

Thy  testameutal  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 
Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat. 
And  not  remember    lee  ? 

,4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes. 
And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice ! 
I  must  remember  thee :  — 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains. 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee. 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 


113,  114  BAPTISM,  lord's    SUPPER   AND 

113  C.  M.  E.  Taylor. 

^^ropei:  33isj)ositions  for  tl)c  Communion. 

1  O  HERE,  if  ever,  God  of  love ! 

Let  strife  and  hatred  cease  ; 
And  every  thought  harmonious  move, 
And  eveiy  heart  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  him. 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  No,  gracious  Master,  not  in  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been ; 
The  peace  thou  gavest,  may  yet  remain, 
Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 

4  '  Thy  kingdom  come  ; '  we  watch,  we  wait, 

To  hear  thy  cheermg  call ; 
\Vlien  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 
And  God  be  all  in  all. 

114  C.  M.  Birmingham  Col. 
JFor  Communicants. 

1  Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Who  roimd  his  table  draw ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 


ADMISSION    OF    MEMBERS.  115 

2  The  love,  which  all  his  bosom  filled, 

Did  all  his  actions  guide ; 
Ins}Dired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught ; 
Lispired  by  love,  he  died. 

3  Let  each  the  sacred  law  fulfil ; 

Like  his  be  every  mind : 
Be  every  temper  ftjrmed  by  love, 
And  every-  action  kind. 

115  S.    M.  FURNESS. 

^  CCommum'on  J^mnn. 

1  Here,  in  the  broken  bread, 

Here,  in  the  cup  we  take, 

His  body  and  his  blood  behold, 

"Who  suffered  for  our  sake. 

2  Yes,  that  our  souls  might  live. 

Those  sacred  limbs  were  torn, 
That  blood  was  spilt,  and  pangs  untold 
Were  by  the  Saviour  borne. 

3  O  thou  who  didst  allow 

Thy  Son  to  suffer  thus. 
Father,  what  more  couldst  thou  have  done 
Thau  thou  hast  done  for  us  ? 


116,  117  BAPTISM,   lord's    SUPPER   AND 

116  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
^ommitnfon  toft!)  ®fqtr  atitr  Ct|)rist. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father  calls. 

And  Clmst  invites  us  near ; 
With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs ; 

He  pardons  every  day ; 
Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  Jesus,  my  living  head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care ; 
Mine  advocate  before  thy  throne, 
And  my  forenmner  there. 

4  Here  fix  my  rovmg  heart. 

Here  wait  my  warmest  love, 
Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

117  7s.    M.  Bo  WRING. 

Communfon  J^jmn. 

1  Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 
At  the  board  by  Jesus  spread ; 
Not  in  mystery  drink  and  eat 

Of  the  Saviour's  wine  and  bread. 


ADMISSION    OF    MEMBERS.  118 

2  'Tis  his  memoiy  we  record, 

'Tis  his  virtues  we  proclaim ; 
Grateful  to  our  honored  Lord, 
Here  we  bless  his  sacred  uame. 

3  See  him,  on  the  ch-eadful  day 

Of  his  mortal  agony. 
Break  the  bread,  and  hear  him  say, 
"  Eat  of  this,  and  thuik  of  me  ! " 

4  See  him  standing  on  the  brink 

Of  the  tomb,  and  hark,  he  cries, 
"  Drink  the  Avine,  and  as  you  drink, 
O,  remember  him  who  dies !  " 

5  Yes,  we  will  remember  thee. 

Friend  and  Saviour ;  and  thy  feast 
Of  all  services  shall  be 
Holiest  and  welcomest. 

118  7s.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

Spiritual  Xouvfsljmcnt. 

1  Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed. 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed ; 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give  ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 


119         BAPTISM,  lord's  SUPPER  A^'D 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Tlii-ough  the  life  of  Him  who  died, 
Lord  of  life,  O,  let  us  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee  ! 

119  8  &  7s.  M.  BowRiNG. 

STije  Cross  of  C^ljrist. 

1  Iiv  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  WTecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ei-take  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy. 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me ; 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way. 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure. 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 


ADMISSION    OF    MEMBERS.  120 

120  S.  M.  II.  ^Iartineau. 

Zfit  Coming  of  Cljrfst  in  tijc  l^'mcx  of  M^  ffifospel. 

1  Lord  Jesus,  come ;  for  here 

Our  path  through  wilds  is  laid ; 
We  watch  as  for  the  day-spring  near, 
Amid  the  breakmg  shade. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  hosts 

Meet  on  the  battle  plain  : 
The  patriot  mom-ns,  the  t>Tant  boasts, 
And  tears  are  shed  like  rain. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  still 

Vice  shouts  her  maniac  mirth ; 

The  famished  crave  m  vain  their  fill, 

Wliile  teems  the  fruitful  earth. 

4  Hark !  herald  voices  near. 

Lead  on  thy  happier  day : 
Come,  Lord,  and  om-  hosannas  hear ; 
We  wait  to  strow  thy  way. 

5  Come,  as  in  days  of  old, 

Whh  words  of  gi-ace  and  pow^r ; 
Gather  us  all  within  thy  fold. 
And  never  leave  us  more. 


121,  122         BAPTISM,  lord's  supper  and 

121  S.   M.  FURNESS. 

^  ©ommxinfon  Jil^jmn. 

1  O  FOR  a  prophet's  fire, 

O  for  an  angel's  tongue, 
To  speak  the  mighty  love  of  Him 
Who  on  the  cross  was  hung ! 

2  In  vain  our  hearts  attempt, 

In  language  meet,  to  tell 
How  through  a  thousand  sorrows  burned 
That  flame  unquenchable. 

3  Yet  would  we  praise  that  love, 

Beyond  expression  dear : 
Come,  gather  round  this  table,  then. 
And  celebrate  it  here. 

4  Here,  in  the  bread  and  wine, 

Your  dying  Saviour  view; 
Thus  did  he  give  his  body  up, 
And  thus  his  blood,  for  you. 

122  8s  &  7s.  M.  Exeter  Col. 

^ftcr  €"ommunfon. 


Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head. 


ADMISSIO.N    OF    3IEMBERS.  1Q2 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear ; 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 

His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God  tlirough  endless  day. 


€l)ilbrcn  anii  0uniai3  Srljoob, 


123  C.    M.  GiBBOKS. 

1  In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  natm*e's  smiUiig  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembhug  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb  ; 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God ; 

For  liim  thy  powers  employ ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Tlu'ough  life's  uncertain  sea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blessed  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  i)atli  of  heavenly  truth: 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  rehgious  youth. 


CHILDREN    A>D    SUNDAY    SCHOOLS.  124 

124  C.  31.  Bp.  Heber. 

Hath)  3Aclf2ion. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beueath  the  hill 
Of  Shai'ou's  de^vy  rose ! 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  ui)ward  dra^Ml  to  God ! 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  houi' 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soid  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage ! 

5  O  thou  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath. 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone. 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death. 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own  I 


125,  126       CHILDREN    AND    SUNDAY    SCHOOLS. 

125  7s  &  6s.  S.  F.  Smith. 
Kemembet  tf)2  ©reator. 

1  Remember  thy  Creator 

While  youth's  fan*  spring  is  bright ; 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  comes  age's  night ; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer, 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator, 

Before  the  dust  returns 
To  earth  —  for  't  is  its  nature  — 

And  life's  last  ember  burns ; 
Before,  with  God  who  gave  it. 

The  spirit  shall  appear ; 
He  cries,  who  died  to  save  it, 

"  Thy  great  Creator  fear." 

126  S.  M.  Montgomery. 
J?or  .Suntrni)  Schools. 

1  Within  these  walls  be  peace  ; 

Love  through  our  borders  found  ; 
In  all  our  little  palaces 
Prosperity  abomid. 


CHILDREN-   A>D    SUNDAY    SCHOOLS.  127 

2  God  scorns  not  himible  things ; 
Here,  though  the  proud  despise, 
The  children  of  the  King  of  kings 
Ai-e  training  for  the  skies. 

]  27  7s.  M.  Grey. 

Sabijat!)  School  JDijmn. 

1  Suppliant,  lo  I  tliy  chikh-en  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now ; 
Thou  canst  teach  us,  guide,  defend, — 
We  are  weak,  ahnighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 

Be  the  taught  and  teacher  blest ; 
In  their  lives,  and  on  their  hearts, 
Father,  be  thy  laws  iini)rest. 

3  Pour  into  each  longing  mind 

Light  and  knowledge  from  above  : 
Charity  for  all  mankind  — 
Trusting  faith,  endurmg  love. 

4  Here,  in  joy's  triumphant  day. 

Still  may  grateful  hearts  arise. 
Bright  \vith  raptm-e's  kindling  ray, 
Purely,  fondly  to  the  skies. 

5  Here,  m  sorrow's  chastening  horn*, 

May  thy  word  its  light  diffuse ; 
Fresh'ning  as  the  vernal  shower, 
Peaceful  as  the  silent  dews. 
8 


128,  129  CHILDREN   AND    SUNDAY    SCHOOLS. 

6  Grant  us  spirits  lowly,  pore. 

Errors  pardoned,  sins  forgiven : 
Humble  trust,  obedience  sure. 

Love  to  man,  and  faith  to  Heaven. 

128  7s.  M.        Warren  St.  Col. 

€\)t  €1)vistian  Cijati. 

1  Child  !  to  thee  the  loved  of  Heaven, 
Boundless  power  to  improve  is  given ; 
Rise  to  meet  temptation's  power ; 
Stand,  in  passion's  wildest  hour. 

2  Fast  as  danger  round  thee  grows 
Gather  strength  from  conquered  foes ; 
Tread  the  path  the  Leader  trod, 
Pressing  on  to  peace,  to  God. 

3  Pause  not,  rest  not,  yield  not  now, 
Soon  ihe  crown  si  all  gi-a?e  thy  brow ; 
Child  of  Heaven !  then  fix  thme  eyes 
Onward !  onward  to  the  prize. 

129  8  &  7s.  M.  S.  S.  H.  Book. 
SEpainple  of  ©Ijrist. 

1  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord  and  Saviour, 
Once  became  a  (  hild  like  me  ; 
O  that  in  my  whole  behaviom* 
He  my  pattern  still  may  be. 


CHILDREN    AND    SUNDAY    SCHOOLS.  130 

2  If  my  feelings  are  not  holy, 

Pride  and  passion  dwell  within ; 
But  the  Lord  was  meek  and  lowly, 
And  was  never  known  to  sin. 

3  While  I  'm  often  vainly  tiying 

Some  new  pleasure  to  possess, — 
He  was  always  self-denying, 
Patient  in  his  worst  distress. 

4  Lord,  assist  a  feeble  creature. 

Guide  me  by  thy  word  of  truth ; 
Condescend  to  be  my  teacher 

Through  my  rliildhood  and  my  youth. 

130  L.  M.  S.  S.  H.  Book. 

(TIoTj  — (Dur  jjatljcr. 

1  Great  God!  and  wilt  tliou  condescend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 

I  but  a  child,  and  thou  so  high. 
The  Lord  of  earth,  and  air,  and  sky! 

2  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  —  Let  me  be 
A  meek,  obedient  child  to  thee ; 
And  try,  in  every  deed  and  thought, 
To  serve  and  please  thee  as  I  ought. 

3  Alt  thou  my  Father  ?  —  I'  11  depend 
Upon  the  care  of  such  a  friend ; 
And  only  wish  to  do  and  be. 
Whatever  seemeth  good  to  thee. 


130  CHILDREN    AND    SUNDAY    SCHOOLS. 

4  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  —  Then,  at  last, 
When  all  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Send  down,  and  take  me,  in  thy  love, 
To  be  thy  better  child  above. 


0ickxtc00  anii  Ocatl). 


131  lis.  M.  Muhlenberg. 

K  Wt'oullf  not  3Lfbc  S^ltoan. 

1  1  would  not  live  ahvay:  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way ; 
I  would  not  live  alway:  no — welcome  the  tomb, 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom. 

2  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode ! 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns ; 

3  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet ; 
While  the  anthems  of  raptiu*e  unceasingly  roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  life  of  the  soul  I 


132  SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 

132  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

Ef\e  JIssucs  of  3Lifz  anti  23eat|). 

1  O  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'T  were  vam  the  ocean-depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole : 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live. 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 


There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years : 
And  all  that  life  is  love :  — 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath ; 

O  what  appalling  horrors  hang 

Around  the  '  second  death ! ' 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  utterly  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest ; 

Alone  are  found  in  thee 
The  life  of  perfect  love,  —  the  rest 
Of  immortality. 


SICKNESS    AND    DEATH.  133,  134 

133  C.  M.  Watts. 

♦♦MesscTi  arc  t!)e  Beat)  tfjat  Die  in  t\)t  HortJ.'* 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 

For  all  the  pious  dead :  — 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessed; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sins  released, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

134  L.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

2r|)e  aBlfat)tcous  asicssetr  in  Scat!). 

1  How  blessed  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest. 

How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day. 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 


]35  SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound, 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay. 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 

*  How  blessed  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! ' 

135  8  &  7s.  M.       Methodist  Col. 

?Ci)e  BiJing  Cljvistfan. 

1  Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended. 

All  thy  mourning  days  below ; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo !  the  Saviour  stands  above ; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion 

To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast ; 
To  his  uttermost  salvation. 
To  his  everlasting  rest. 


SICKNESS    AND    DEATH.  136 

For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pahi ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  gloiy. 

Suffer,  %yith  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

136  L.  M.  S.  Wesley. 

Et^t  Yoiins  cut  off  in  tl)cir  ^Dvfmc. 

1  The  morning  flowers  disj)]ay  their  sweets, 

And,  gay,  tlicir  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipped  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 

Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray. 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine. 

When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows; 
Fau-er  than  spring  the  colors  shine. 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly-rolling  years. 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb. 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom. 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 


137 


SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 


6  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 

If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains : 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

137  p.    M.  MiLMAN. 

jFuneral  Ji)mxn, 

1  Brother,  thou  art  gone  before  us, 

And  thy  saintly  soul  is  flown 
Where  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 

And  sorrow  is  unknown,  — 
From  the  bm*den  of  the  flesh. 

And  from  care  and  fear  released. 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troublmg, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

2  Sin  can  never  taint  thee  now, 

Nor  doubt  thy  faith  assail, 
Nor  thy  meek  trust  in  Jesus  Christ 

And  the  Holy  Spirit  fail : 
And  there  thou  'rt  sure  to  meet  the  good. 

Whom  on  earth  thou  lovedst  best, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

3  "  Earth  to  earth,"  and  "  dust  to  dust," 

The  solemn  priest  hath  said ; 
So  we  lay  the  turf  above  thee  now. 
And  we  seal  thy  narrow  bed : 


SICKXESS    A>'D    DEATH.  138 

But  thy  spirit,  brotlier,  soars  away 

Among  the  faithful  l)lest, 
Where  tlie  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  tlie  weary  are  at  rest. 

138  P-  M.  Bishop  Heber. 

jFuncrnl  51)nnTn. 

1  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will  not  deplore 

thee ; 
Thougli  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the  tomb, 
The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before 

thee. 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through  the 

gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  we  no  longer  behold 

thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rougli  path  of  the  w^orld  by  thy  side  ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 

thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Sinless  has  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  and,  its  mansions  for- 

saking, 
Perhaps  thy  tried  spirit  in  doubt  lingered  long ; 
But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beamed  bright  on  thy 
waking. 
And  the  song  that  thou  heard'st  was  the  seraphim's 
song. 


139 


SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 


4  Tlioii  art  gone  to  tlie  grave,  but  't  were  wrong  to  de- 
plore thee, 
When  God  Avas  thy  Ransom,  thy  Guardian,  and 
Guide ; 
He  gave  thee,  and  took  thee,  and  soon  will  restore 
thee. 
Where  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  has 
died. 

139  S.  M.  Wilson. 

Dratt)  of  a  Young  (Sirl. 

1  What  though  the  stream  be  dead, 

Its  banks  all  still  and  diy ! 
It  murmm-eth  now  o'er  a  lovelier  bed. 
In  the  air-groves  of  the  sky. 

2  What  though  our  bird  of  light 

Lie  mute  with  plumage  dim ; 
In  heaven  I  see  her  glancing  bright, 
I  hear  her  angel  hymn. 

3  True  that  our  beauteous  doe 

Hath  left  her  still  retreat. 
But  purer  now  in  heavenly  snow, 
She  lies  at  Jesus'  feet. 

4  O  star !  untimely  set ! 

Why  should  we  weep  for  thee ! 
Thy  bright  and  dewy  coronet 
Is  rising  o'er  the  sea. 


SICKNESS   AND    DEATH.  140 

140  C.  31.  Wilson. 

Consolatfons  in  23cvcabcmcnt. 

1  The  air  of  Death  breathes  through  our  souls, 

The  dead  all  round  us  lie ; 
By  day  and  night  the  death-bell  tolls, 
And  says,  "  Prepare  to  die ! " 

2  The  loving  ones  we  loved  the  best. 

Like  music  all  are  gone  ; 
And  the  wan  moonlight  bathes  in  rest. 
Their  monmnental  stone. 

3  But  not  when  the  death-prayer  is  said, 

The  life  of  hfe  departs : 

The  body  in  the  grave  is  laid, 

Its  beauty  in  our  hearts. 

4  At  holy  midnight  voices  sweet. 

Like  fragrance  fill  the  room ; 
And  happy  ghosts  with  noiseless  feet. 
Come  brightening  from  the  tomb. 

5  We  know  who  sends  the  visions  bright, 

From  whose  dear  side  they  came ! 
We  veil  our  eyes  before  thy  light, 
We  bless  our  Saviour's  name ! 

6jThis  frame,  O  God,  this  feeble  breath, 
Thy  hand  may  soon  destroy ; 
We  think  of  Thee,  and  feel  in  death 
A  deep  and  a.vr[ul  joy. 


141,  142  SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 

7  Dim  is  the  light  of  vanished  years 
In  the  glory  yet  to  come  ; 
O  idle  grief!     O  foolish  tears  ! 
When  Jesus  calls  us  home. 

X41  ^'  ^I'  Anonymous. 

3ieat|)  of  ti)c  Youitfl. 

1  Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 

Young  spirit,  rest  thee  noAV ! 
E'en  while  with  us  thy  footsteps  trod. 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2  Dust,  to  its  narrow  house  beneath ! 

Soul,  to  its  place  on  high ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death. 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

3  Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  bowers. 

Whence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone ; 
But  O,  a  brighter  home  than  ours,  v 

In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 

X42  L.  M.  Anonfmous. 

Scat!;  of  an  ):nfant. 

I  As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  morn, 
But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 
Thus  lovely  was  this  infant's  daw  n, 
Thus  swiftly  fled  its  liie  away. 


SICKNESS    AND    DEATH.  143 

2  It  died  ere  its  expanding  soul 

Had  ever  burnt  with  wrong  desires, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  Heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fii'es. 

3  It  died  to  sin,  it  died  to  cares, 
But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod :  — 

O  mourner !  such,  the  Lord  declares, 
Such  are  the  children  of  our  God! 

143  10^«  ^I*  3I0NTGOMERY. 

Bcati)  of  a  (Cl;rfstian  in  !)fs  3^rimc. 

1  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime. 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power ; 

A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time, 

The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave  ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease ; 
Rest  on  thy  sheaves,  thy  harvest-task  is  done ; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave,  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 
111  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  gi-ave :  —  no,  take  thy  seat  above ; 
Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 


144  sick:ness  and  death. 

144  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

#n  t|)e  Beat])  of  an  agctr  ©ijristfan. 

1  Servant  of  God,  well  done ! 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

2  The  voice  of  midnight  came, 

He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  mortal  arroAv  pierced  his  fi*ame  — 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amidst  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past ; 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviom-'s  joy. 


SICKNESS    AXD    DEATH.  145 

145  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

iFuneral  jB^innn. 

1  Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust ! 
Let  them  mingle  —  for  they  must! 


Give  to  earth  the  earthly  clod 
For  the  spirit 's  fled  to  God. 


2  Never  more  shall  midnight's  damp 
Darken  round  this  mortal  lamp; 
Never  more  shall  noonday's  glance 
Search  this  mortal  comitenance. 

3  Deep  the  pit,  and  cold  the  bed, 
Where  the  spoils  of  death  are  laid : 
Stiff  the  curtains,  chill  the  gloom, 
Of  man's  melancholy  tomb. 

4  Look  aloft !     The  spirit 's  risen  — 
Death  cannot  the  soul  imprison  : 
'Tis  in  heaven  that  spirits  dwell, 
Gloriou-,  thou.il  invisible. 

5  Thither  let  us  tm*n  our  \iew ; 
Peace  is  there,  and  comfort  too: 
There  shall  those  we  love  be  found, 
Tracing  joy's  eternal  round. 

9 


146  SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 

146  6  &  4s.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

JFuncral  ^idistv. 

1  Lowly  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  divine !  — 
A  Hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
Owning  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  thine. 

2  O  Father,  in  that  hour 

When  earth  all  succoring  power 

Shall  disavow,  — 
When  spear,  and  shield,  and  crown. 
In  faintness  are  cast  down, — 

Sustain  us  thou ! 

3  By  Him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake, 

The  thorn,  the  rod, — 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  pass  away,  — 

Aid  us,  O  God  ! 

4  Tremblers  beside  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  divine ! 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath ; 
Keep  us,  in  life  and  death, 

Thine,  only  thine. 


SICKNESS    AND    DEATH.  147,  148 

147  L.  M.  Watts. 
JHfie  ©frabe  IScstroselr. 

1  U-NVEiL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  thy  silent  dust. 

2  No  pain,  no  grief,  no  anxious  fear, 
Invade  thy  bounds ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
Whilst  angels  watch  its  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Pass'd  through  the  grave  and  bless'd  the  bed ; 
Then  rest,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ! 
Attend,  O  grave,  his  sovereign  word ! 
Restore  thy  trust ;  the  glorious  form 
Will  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

148  8  &  7s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

Dcdtij  of  a  Younu  ©irl. 

1  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 


149  SICKNESS    AND    DEATH. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber  — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low : 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number ; 
Thou  no  more  om*  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 
But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us : 
He  can  all  om'  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee. 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 


149  7  &  6s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

^tiieu  to  a  Scpartctr  Christian  jFrienU. 

1  Farewell,  thou  once  a  mortal, 

Our  poor,  afflicted  friend ; 

Go,  pass  the  heavenly  portal, 

To  God,  thy  glorious  end. 

2  The  Author  of  thy  being 

Hath  summoned  thee  away ; 
And  faith  is  lost  in  seemg, 
And  night  in  endless  day. 

3  With  those  that  went  before  thee, 

The  saints  of  ancient  days, 
Who  shine  in  sacred  story. 
Thy  soul  hath  found  its  place. 


SICKNESS    AND    DEATH.  149 

4  Acquainted  with  their  sadness, 

While  ia  the  weeping  vale, 
Thou  sharest  now  their  gladness, 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 

5  No  loss  of  friends  shall  grieve  thee ; 

That  —  we  alone  must  bear ; 

They  cannot,  cannot  leave  thee, 

Thy  kind  companions  there. 

I 

6  From  all  thy  care  and  sorrow 

Thou  art  escaped  to-day ; 
And  we  shall  mount  to-morrow, 
And  soar  to  thee  awav. 


IcaBtB  anb  faBlB, 


150  7s.    M.  BOWRI.NG. 

jFot  ^trbcnt  or  ®f)rfstmas. 

1  Watchman!  tell  us  of  the  night; 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller !  o'er  yon  mountam's  height 

See  that  glory-beaming  star! 
Watclmian !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 
Traveller !  yes ;  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel ! 

2  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 
Watchman !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller !  ages  are  its  own : 

See  !  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS.  151 

3  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 

Traveller!  darkness  takes  its  flight, 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 
Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 

Traveller!  lo!  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  I  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 

151  C.  M.  Ano>-ymods. 

Christmas  ?iQ£mn. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains ! 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there ; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply. 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise. 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 


1^  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

5  "  Gloiy  to  God!"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  then*  anthems  sing ; 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  Heaven's  eternal  King." 

6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem ! 

The  Saviom-  now  is  born ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

152  8  &  7s.  M.  Cawood. 

C!ti)ristmas  J^mn. 

1  Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo!  the  angelic  host  rejoices; 
Heav'Cnly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wond'rous  stoiy. 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joj^ ; 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! " 

3  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven. 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven ; 
Loud  om*  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing  I 
O  receive,  whom  God  appointed 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest  and  King." 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 


153 


5  Let  us  learn  the  wond'rous  story 
Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth ; 
Spread  the  brightness  of  liis  glory, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 

153  7  &  6s.  M.        S.  S.  H.  Book. 

Christmas  J^vmn, 

1  Hail!  to  the  Lord's  anointed! 

Great  David's  greater  Son ; 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed. 

His  reign  on  earth  begun. 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free  ; 
To  take  away  transgression. 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  Before  him,  on  the  mountains. 

Shall  Peace  tlie  herald  go ; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 
For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing. 

And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end. 

3  O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  his  throne  shall  rest. 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 
All-blessing  and  all-blest. 


154  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever; 

That  name  to  us  is  —  Love ! 

154  C.  M.  Patrick. 

(KCtjrfstmas  ?i9»mn. 

1  While  shepherds  watched  theu'  flocks  by  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  do^\^l, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he  —  for  mighty  di-ead 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  — 
" Glad  tidings  of  gieat  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you  in  David's  town,  this  day. 

Is  born  of  David's  line. 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign. 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view^  displayed. 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song: 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS.  155 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace ! 
Good-will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease." 

155  p.  M.  .      Heber. 

ittivistmns  ?I>i)mn. 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning! 

DawTi  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid! 

2  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom  and  offerings  divine  ? 
Gems  of  the  mountain  and  pearls  of  the  ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest  or  gold  from  fhe  mine  ? 

3  Vainly  we  offer  each  amjjle  oblation : 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure : 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

4  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning ! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  tlime  aid. 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


156  FEASTS    A>'D    FASTS. 

156  7S.    M.    6   1.  IMONTGOMERY, 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemaiie, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power ; 
Yoiu*  Redeemer's  conflict  see  ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour ; 
Tui'n  not  from  his  griefs  away ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned ; 
O,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall! 

O,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time  — 

God's  own  sacrilice  complete  ; 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry ; 

Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb. 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom ; 

Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Chi'ist  is  risen ;  he  meets  our  eyes ; 
Saviom-,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 


FEASTS    A>-D    FASTS.  157 

1,5T  7s.  M.        Spiritual  Songs. 

Hitanr  for  CS^ootr  iFrftiai). 

1  Father,  when  in  dust  to  thee 
Low  we  bow  the  adoring  knee, 
When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes; 
O,  by  all  the  pain  and  wo 
Suffered  ])y  thy  Son  below, 
Bending  from  thy  tlirone  on  high 
Hear  our  solenm  litany. 

2  By  his  birth  and  early  years. 
By  his  human  gr.efs  and  fears, 
By  his  fasting  and  distress 

In  the  lonely  wilderness. 
By  his  victory  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power; 
Father,  look  with  i)itying  eye 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

3  By  his  hour  of  dark  despaii', 
By  his  agony  of  prayer, 

By  his  purple  robe  of  scorn. 

By  his  wounds  and  crown  of  thorn, 

By  his  cross,  his  pangs  and  cries, 

By  his  perfect  sacrifice ; 

Father,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 

Hear  om*  solemn  litany. 


158,  159  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

158  P-  M.  ANONmous. 
©ootr  JJ'rftraji. 

1  The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  "  Escape  to  the  moun- 
tain : " 
For  Adam's  lost  race,  Clii'ist  has  opened  a  fountain : 
For  sin  and  transgression,  and  every  omission, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely,  in  streams  of  salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  tlie   Lamb!   he   hath   purchased   our 

pardon ; 
We  will  jjraise  him  again  as  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

159  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 
JEaster. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray ; 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn. 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 
O  what  a  sun,  which  broke  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 


FEASTS    A>'D    FASTS.  160 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 
To  hail  this  welcome  morn  ; 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

160  7s.  M.  Gibbons. 

Hastcr  ?i)nmn. 

1  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away; 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey: 
See !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour !     Angels,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-hispiring  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes ; 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise 

In  long  triumph  up  the  sky 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  song ; 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong. 

5  Eveiy  note  with  wonder  swell,  — 
And  the  Saviour's  triumph  tell ; 
Where,  O  death  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Where  thy  terrors,  di'eadful  king  ? 


161,  162  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

161  C.  M.  Keble. 

1  When  God,  of  old,  came  down  fi-om  heaven, 

In  power  and  wrath  lie  came  ; 
Before  his  feet  the  clouds  were  riven, 
Half  darkness  and  half  flame. 

2  But  when  he  came  the  second  time, 

He  came  in  power  and  love ; 
Softer  than  gale  at  morning  prime, 
Hovered  his  holy  Dove. 

3  The  fii-es  that  rushed  on  Sinai  down 

In  sudden  torrents  dread. 
Now  gently  light  a  glorious  crown, 
On  every  sainted  head. 

4  Like  arrows  went  those  lightnings  forth. 

Winged  with  the  sinner's  doom ; 
But  these,  like  tongues,  o'er  all  the  earth 
Proclaiming  life  to  come. 

162  C.  M.  Bishop  Heber. 

1  Spirit  of  truth,  on  this  thy  day 
To  thee  for  help  we  cry. 
To  guide  us  through  the  di'eary  way 
Of  dark  moi-tality. 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS.  163 

2  We  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame, 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone, 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
Witli  fervor  in  our  own. 

3  We  mourn  not  that  pro})lietic  skill 

Is  found  on  earth  no  more ; 

Enough  for  us  to  trace  thy  will 

In  Scriptui'e's  sacred  lore. 

4  We  neither  have  nor  seek  the  power 

El  demons  to  control ; 
But  thou,  in  dark  temptation's  hour, 
Shalt  chase  them  from  the  soul. 

5  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near, 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

163  C    M.  C.  Wesley. 

^11  Saints  Bai). 

1  The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him : 

One  church  above,  beneath ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 
10 


164  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  O  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide ! 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given. 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

164  C.  M.  Watts. 

^11  <Saints  ©a^. 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke,  — 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke,  — 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Siou's  hill. 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight ! 

4  The  saints  on  earth  and  all  the  dead 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS.  165 

5  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weai-y  soul  would  rest ; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is. 
Must  be  forever  blest. 

165  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Stll  .Saints  Odn. 

1  The  triumphs  of  the  martjTed  saints 

The  joyous  lay  demand  ; 
The  heart  delights  in  song  to  dwell 

On  that  victorious  band  — 
Those  whom  the  senseless  world  abhorred, 

Who  cast  the  world  aside, 
Deeming  it  worthless,  for  the  sake 

Of  Christ,  their  Lord  and  Guide. 

2  For  thee  they  braved  the  tjTant's  rage. 

The  scourge's  cruel  smart ; 
The  wild  beast's  claw  their  bodies  tore. 

But  vanquished  not  the  heart  ; 
Like  lambs  before  the  sword  they  fell, 

Nor  cry  nor  plaint  expressed ; 
For  patience  kept  the  conscious  mind. 

And  armed  the  fearless  breast. 

3  What  tongue  can  tell  thy  crown  prepared 

To  wreath  the  mai-tjr's  head ? 
What  voice  thy  robe  of  white,  to  clothe 
His  Imibs,  with  tortm'e  red  .^ 


166  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

Vouchsafe  us,  Lord,  if  such  thy  will, 

Clear  skies  and  seasons  calm ; 
If  not,  the  martyr's  cross  to  bear, 

And  win  the  martyr's  palm. 

166  *S.  M.  Ancient  Htmns. 

'    ^11  Saints  Baj. 

1  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 

Who  strove  in  Christ  to  live, 
Who  followed  him,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

2  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 

Accept  our  thankful  ciy. 
Who  counted  Christ  their  great  reward, 
And  strove  in  him  to  die. 

8  They  all,  in  life  and  death, 

With  him,  their  Lord,  in  view, 
Learned  from  thy  Holy  Spu'it's  breath 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

4  For  this  thy  name  we  bless, 
And  humbly  beg  that  we 
May  follow  them  in  holiness, 
And  live  and  die  in  thee. 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS.  167,  168 

167  C.  M.  Breviary. 

j^ast. 

1  O  Sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer : 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  knoAMi 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  ; 
Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  O,  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  O  righteous  judge,  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  that  we  need. 

We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again. 

And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 

168  L.  M.  Dter. 

iFast. 

1  Great  Framer  of  unnuml)ere<l  worlds, 
And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore, 
Whose  gooilu3Ss  all  thy  creatures  share, 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  jjower, — 


169  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 

That  wakes  the  wind,  and  hfts  the  sea ; 
And  man,  who  moves  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  by  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 

To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry ; 
Thme  altar  is  the  contrite  heart, 
Thme  mcense,  a  repentant  sigh. 

4  O,  may  om-  land,  in  this  her  hour, 

Confess  thy  hand,  and  bless  the  rod, 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  Friend, 
And  find  in  thee  a  guardian  God. 

169  p.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

JFcast  of  m  mmmn, 

4  The  breaking  waves  dashed  high 
On  a  stern  and  rock-bound  coast, 
And  the  woods  against  a  stormy  sky 
Their  giant  branches  tossed ; 

2  And  the  heavy  night  hung  dark. 

The  hills  and  waters  o'er. 
When  a  band  of  exiles  moored  their  bark 
On  the  wild  New  England  shore. 

3  Not  as  the  conqueror  comes. 

They,  the  true-hearted,  came  ; 
Not  with  the  roll  of  the  stirring  drums, 
And  the  trumpet  that  sings  of  fame ; 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS.  170 

4  Not  as  the  flying  come, 

In  silence  and  in  fear;  — 
They  shook  the  depths  of  the  desert  gloom 
With  their  hymns  of  lofty  cheer. 

5  Amidst  the  storm  they  sang, 

And  the  stars  heard,  and  the  sea ! 
And  the  sounding  aisles  of  the  dim  woods  i*ang 
To  the  anthem  of  the  free. 

6  The  ocean-eagle  soared 

From  his  nest  by  the  ^vhite  wave's  foam, 
And  the  rocking  pines  of  the  forest  roared  — 
This  was  their  welcome  home ! 

7  What  sought  they  thus  afar  ? 

Bright  jewels  of  the  mine  ? 
The  wealth  of  seas,  the  spoils  of  war  ?  — 
They  sought  a  faith's  pm-e  shrine  I 

8  Ay,  call  it  holy  ground. 

The  soil  where  first  they  trod ! 
They  have  left  unstained  wiiat  there  they  found : 
Freedom  to  worship  God. 

170  C.  M.  J.  Q.  Adams. 

j?cast  of  tf)c  IBiiQxims, 

1  When,  o'er  the  billow-heaving  deep, 
The  fathers  of  our  race, 
The  precepts  of  their  God  to  keep. 
Sought  here  their  resting-place,  — 


171  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

2  That  gracious  God  their  path  prepared, 

Preserved  from  every  harm, 
And  still  for  their  protection  bared 
His  everlasting  arm. 

3  His  breath,  inspiring  every  gale, 

Impels  them  o'er  the  main  ; 
His  guardian  angels  spread  the  sail, 
And  tempests  howl  in  vain. 

4  And  can  our  stony  bosoms  be 

To  all  tliese  wonders  blind  ? 
Nor  swell  Avith  thankfulness  to  thee, 

0  Parent  of  mankind? 

5  All-gracious  God,  inflame  our  zeal ; 

Dispense  one  blessing  more  ; 
Grant  us  thy  boundless  love  to  feel, 
Thy  goodness  to  adore. 

171  p.  M.  John  Davis. 

Jfcast  of  t\)z  i^flflrims. 

1  Sons  of  renowned  sires, 
Join  in  harmonious  choirs, 

Swell  your  loud  songs ; 
Daughters  of  peerless  dames, 
Come  with  your  mild  acclaims, 
Let  their  revered  names 

Dwell  on  your  tongues. 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

2  From  fro^vning  Albion's  seat, 
See  the  famed  band  retreat, 

On  ocean  tost ; 
Blue  tumbling  billows  roar. 
By  keels  scarce  ploughed  before, 
And  bear  them  to  this  shore. 

Fettered  with  frost. 

3  Not  winter's  sullen  face. 
Not  the  fierce  tawny  race 

In  arms  arrayed ; 
Not  hunger  shook  their  faith, 
Not  pestilential  breath, 
Nor  Carver's  early  death. 

Then-  souls  dismayed. 

4  Watered  by  heavenly  dew, 
The  germ  of  Empire  grew, 

Freedom  its  root; 
From  the  cold  northern  pine. 
Far  toward  the  burning  line, 
Spreads  the  luxuriant  vine 

Bending  with  fruit. 

5  Columbia,  child  of  heaven, 
The  best  of  blessings  given. 

Rest  on  thy  head ; 
Beneath  thy  peaceful  skies. 
While  prosperous  tides  arise. 
Here  turn  your  grateful  eyes, 

Revere  the  dead. 


171 


172  FEASTS    AND    FASTS. 

6  Here  trace  the  moss-grown  stones, 
AVhere  rest  their  mould'ring  bones, 

Again  to  rise ; 
And  let  tliy  sons  be  led 
To  emulate  the  dead, 
While  o'er  their  toniljs  they  tread 

With  moisten'd  eyes. 

7  Sons  of  renowned  sires, 
Join  in  harmonioiis  chou'S, 

Swell  your  loud  songs ; 
Daughters  of  peerless  dames. 
Come  with  your  mild  acclaims. 
Let  their  revered  names 

Dwell  on  your  tongues. 

172  L.  M.  J.  F.  Clarke. 

iFeast  of  tl;c  3^cforination. 

1  For  all  thy  gifts  we  praise  thee,  Lord, 
With  lifted  song  and  bended  knee, 
But  now  our  thanks  are  chiefly  poured 
For  those  who  taught  us  to  be  free. 

2  For  when  the  soul  lay  bound  below 
A  hea\y  yoke  of  forms  and  creeds, 
And  none  thy  word  of  truth  could  know^, 
O'ergrown  w ith  tares  and  choked  with  weeds ; 

3  When  God's  free  grace  was  basely  sold. 
False  prophets  taught  and  priests  bore  rule ; 


FEASTS    AND    FASTS.  172 

When  robbers  climbed  in  Jesus'  fold, 
And  bigots  sat  in  Jesus'  school ;  — 

4  Thy  strength,  O  Lord !  in  that  dark  night 
By  mouths  of  babes  thou  didst  ordain  ; 
And  thy  free  truth  went  forth  with  might. 
Not  empty  to  return  again. 

5  The  monarch's  sword,  the  prelate's  pride. 
The  church's  curse,  the  empire's  ban. 

By  one  j)Oor  monk  were  all  defied. 
Who  never  feared  the  face  of  man. 

6  Half-battles  were  the  words  he  said, 
Each  born  of  prayer,  baptized  in  tears ; 
And  routed  by  them,  backward  fled 
The  errors  of  a  thousand  years. 

7  The  glittering  sword  of  gosix.'!  light 

Smote  through  the  mass  with  lightning  power; 
The  sun  of  truth,  with  heavenly  might. 
Consumed  the  stubble  in  an  hour. 

8  With  lifted  song  and  bended  knee, 
For  all  thy  gifts  we  praise  thee.  Lord ; 
But  chief  for  those  who  made  us  free, 
The  champions  of  thy  holy  word. 


173  FEASTS    AND    FaSTS. 

173  p.  M.  W.  J.  Fox. 

i?cast  of  tSe  Reformation. 

1  Praise  to  the  heroes  who  struck  for  the  Right 
When  Freedom  and  truth  were  defended  in  tight : 
Of  blood-shedding  hirehngs  the  deeds  are  abhorred, 
But  the  patriot  smites  with  the  sword  of  the  Lord. 

2  Praise  to  the  martyrs'  who  died  for  the  Right, 
Nor  ever  bowed  down  at  the  bidding  of  might : 
Their  ashes  were  cast  all  abroad  on  the  wind. 

But  more  widely  the  blessings  they  won  for  mankind. 

3  Praise  to  the  sages,  the  teachers  of  Right, 

Whose  voice  in  the  darkness  said,  "  Let  there  be 

light ! " 
The  sophist  may  gain  the  renown  of  an  hour. 
But  wisdom  is  glory,  while  knowledge  is  power. 

4  Heroes,  martyrs,  and  sages,  true  prophets  of  Right ! 
They  foresaw,  and  they  made  man's  futurity  bright. 
Their  fame  would  ascend,  though  the  world  sunk  in 

flames ; 
Be  their  spirit  on  all  who  sing  praise  to  their  names ! 


FEASTS    A>D    FASTS.  174 

174  C.  M.  Robert  Nicoll. 

iFcnst  of  t\)c  IXcformatfon. 

1  An  offering  to  the  shrine  of  power 

Our  hands  shall  never  hring  ; 
A  garland  on  the  car  of  pomp 

Our  hands  shall  never  fling ; 
Applauding  in  the  conqueror's  path 

Our  voices  ne'er  shall  he  ; 
But  we  have  hearts  to  honor  those 

Who  hade  the  world  go  free ! 

2  Praise  to  the  good,  the  pure,  the  great, 

Who  made  us  what  we  are  ! 
Who  lit  the  flame  which  yet  shall  glow 

With  radiance  hrighter  far. 
Glorj^  to  them  in  coming  time, 

And  through  eternity, 
Who  hurst  the  captive's  galling  chain, 

And  hade  the  world  go  free ! 


0tanari)  anb  otl)cr  illtctings- 


175  7s.  M.  J.  Newton. 

Xch)  Year. 

1  While  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies. 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find,  — 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind,  — 


MISSIOXARY   AND    OTHER    MEETI^'GS.  176 

Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream : 

Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise  ; 
All  below  is  but  a  dreaiii. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view ; 
Bless  thy  Avord  to  young  and  old, 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  when  lite's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

176  lOs.  M.  E.  Taylor. 

iDltJ  or  Xrli)  Year. 

1  God  of  the  changing  year,  whose  arm  of  power 
In  safety  leads  through  danger's  darkest  hour, 
Here  in  thy  temple  bow  thine  creatures  down, 
To  bless  thy  mercy,  and  thy  might  to  own. 

2  Thine  are  the  beams  that  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
And  pour  around  the  gladdening  light  of  day; 
Thine  is  the  night,  and  the  fair  orbs  that  shine 
To  cheer  its  hours  of  darkness  —  all  are  thine. 

3  If  round  our  path  the  thorns  of  sorrow  grew, 
And  mortal  friends  were  faithless,  thou  wert  true: 
Did  sickness  shake  the  frame,  or  anguish  tear 
The  woiuided  spmt,  thou  wert  present  there. 


177  CHARITABLE,    ANNIVERSARY, 

4  Yet  when  our  hearts  review  departed  days, 

How  vast  thy  mercies !  how  remiss  our  praise ! 

Well  may  we  dread  thine  awful  eye  to  meet, 

Bend  at  thy  throne,  and  worship  at  thy  feet. 

I 

5  O  lend  thine  ear,  and  lift  our  voice  to  thee ; 
Where'er  we  dwell,  still  let  thy  mercy  be ; 
From  year  to  year,  still  nearer  to  thy  shrine 
Draw  oiu-  frail  hearts,  and  make  them  wholly  thine. 

lyy  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Xch)  Year. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear. 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll. 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid. 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade. 

4  O  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues 
In  Avorlds  unkno^\'ll  pursue  the  songs ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 


MISSIONARY    AND    OTHER    MEETINGS.  178 

178  H.  M.  Doddridge. 

1  Mark  the  soft-falling  snow, 

And  the  diffusive  rain : 
To  heaven,  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  tui-ns  not  back  again ; 
But  waters  earth 

Thi-ough  every  pore, 
And  calls  forth  all 
Its  secret  store. 

2  AiTayed  in  beauteous  green, 

The  hills  and  valleys  shine ; 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  Providence  divine : 
The  harvest  bows 
Its  golden  ears. 
The  copious  seed 
Of  future  years. 

3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

"My  gospel  shall  descend. 
Almighty  to  effect 
The  purpose  I  intend ; 
Millions  of  souls 

Shall  feel  its  power. 
And  bear  it  down 
To  millions  more." 
11 


179  CHARITABLE,    A]>f]>fIVERSART, 

179  7  &  6s.  M.  Heber. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  moimtams, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  theii-  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  fi-om  eiTor's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes, 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  \dle ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness. 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high  — 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation !  O  Salvation ; 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 


MISSIONARY    AND    OTHER    MEETINGS.  180 

180  C    &   4S.    M.  PlERPONT. 

1  Break  forth  iii  song,  ye  trees 
As,  tliroiigh  your  toi)s,  tlie  breeze 

Sweeps  from  the  sea ; 
For,  on  its  rushing  wings, 
To  your  cool  shades  and  springs, 
That  breeze  a  people  brings, 

Exiled,  though  free. 

2  Ye  sister  hills,  lay  down 

Of  ancient  oaks  your  crown, 

In  homage  due  ;  — 
These  are  the  great  of  eaith, 
Great,  not  by  kingly  birth. 
Great  in  tljeir  well-proved  worth, 

Firm  hearts  and  true. 

"^  These  are  the  living  lights, 

That  from  yom*  bold,  green  heights. 

Shall  shine  afar. 
Till  they  who  name  the  name 
Of  Freedom,  to  the  flame 
Come,  as  the  Magi  came 

Toward's  Bethlehem's  star. 

4  Gronc  arc  those  great  and  good 
Who  here,  in  peril,  stood 
And  raised  their  hymn. 


181  CHARITABLE,    ANNIVERSARY, 

Peace  to  the  reverend  dead ! 
The  Hght,  that  on  theii*  head 
Two  hundred  years  have  shed, 
Shall  ne'er  grow  dim. 

5  Ye  temples,  that  to  God 
Rise  where  our  fathers  trod, 

Guard  well  your  trust,  — 
The  faith,  that  dared  the  sea, 
The  truth,  that  made  them  free, 
Their  cherished  purity, 

Their  garnered  dust. 

6  Thou  high  and  holy  One, 
Whose  care  for  sire  and  son 

All  nature  fills ; 
While  day  shall  break  and  close, 
While  night  her  crescent  shows, 
O,  let  thy  light  repose 

On  these  our  hills. 

181  6  &  4s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

National  ^nnibetsarg. 

1  Mt  countiy,  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died. 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  eveiy  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  rinir. 


MISSIONARY    AND    OTHER    MEETINGS.  182 

2  My  native  countiy,  thee  — 
Land  of  the  noble  free  — 

Thy  name  —  I  love  ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze,  • 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song: 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing : 
Long  may  our  laud  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might. 

Great  God,  our  King. 

182  L.  M.  Flint. 

Natfonal  ^nnfbersarj. 

1  L\  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 
That  bound  our  goodly  heritage, 
x\nd  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines 
Om*  youth  is  blest,  and  soothed  our  age. 


183  CHARITABLE,    ANNIVERSARY, 

2  What  thanks,  O  God,  to  thee  are  due, 
That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here ; 
And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew, 
A  vineyard,  to  the  planter  dear. 

3  The  toils  they  bore,  our  ease  have  vsa-ought ; 
They  sowed  m  tears —  in  joy  we  reap; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  bought 

We  '11  guard,  'till  we  with  them  shall  sleep. 

4  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 
In  weal  and  wo  through  all  the  past, 
Their  grateful  sons,  O  God,  shall  own 
While  here  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 

183  8    &   7s.   M.  PlERPONT. 

1  God  of  mercy,  do  thou  never 

From  our  offering  tiu-n  away, 
But  command  a  blessing  ever 
On  the  memory  of  this  day. 

2  Light  and  peace,  do  Thou  ordain  it ; 

O'er  it  be  no  shadow  flung ; 
Let  no  deadly  darkness  stain  it. 
And  no  cloud  be  o'er  it  hung. 

3  May  the  song  this  people  raises. 

And  its  vows,  to  Thee  addressed, 
Mingle  with  the  prayers  and  praises, 
That  Thou  hearest  from  the  blessed. 


MISSIONARY   AXD    OTHER   MEETINGS.  184 

4  When  the  lips  are  cold,  that  sing  Thee, 
And  the  hearts  that  love  Thee,  dust, 
Father,  then  our  souls  shall  brmg  Thee 
Holier  love  and  fii-mer  trust. 

184  "s*-  ^I-      James  R.  Lowell. 

Slntf'^labrr))  ^Hcctinfl. 

1  Men  !  whose  Ijoast  it  is,  that  ye 
Come  of  fathers  brave  and  free, 
If  there  breathe  on  earth  a  slave, 
Are  ye  truly  free  and  brave  ? 

If  ye  do  not  feel  the  chain 
^Vhen  it  works  a  brother's  pain, 
Are  ye  not  base  slaves  indeed  — 
Slaves  unworthy  to  be  freed  ? 

2  Is  true  freedom  but  to  break 
Fetters  for  our  own  dear  sake. 
And  with  leathern  hearts  forget 
That  we  owe  mankind  a  debt  ? 
No !  true  freedom  is  to  share 
All  the  chains  our  Ijrothers  wear, 
And  with  heart  and  hand  to  be 
Earnest  to  make  others  free ! 

3  They  are  slaves,  who  fear  to  speak 
For  the  fallen  and  the  weak ; 

They  are  slaves,  who  will  not  choose 
Hatred,  scoffing  and  abuse, 


185  MISSIONARY   AND    OTHER    MEETINGS. 

Rather  than,  in  silence,  shrink 
From  the  truth  they  needs  must  think ; 
They  are  slaves,  who  dare  not  be 
In  the  right  witli  two  or  three. 


PART  II 


^iioraticn- 


185  C.  31.  Patrick. 

€c  Deum. 

1  O  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art. 
By  all  the  e^'tli  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  ciy  aloud ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high. 
Both  cheruhim  and  serapliim, 
Continually  do  cry,  — 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey. 
The  world  is  with  the  gloiy  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway ! 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  cro^^^led  with  light, 


186  ADORATION. 

With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church,  tlu'oughout  the  world, 
O  Lord,  confesses  thee. 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

186  L.  M.  RoscoE. 

Song  of  Sltioiatfoti. 

1  Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows ; 
Who  dwells  enthroned  above  the  skies. 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires. 

To  him,  sole  good,  giv^raises  due ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined, 
Obedient  to  thy  holy  will. 

Let  all  our  faculties,  combined, 
Thy  just  commands,  O  God,  fulfil. 

4  O,  may  the  solemn,  breathing  sound. 
Like  mcense  rise  before  thy  throne. 
Where  thou,  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  Cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  alone. 


ADORATION.  187,  18B 

187  7s.  M.  J.  Taylor. 
esioro  to  (25?oTj. 

1  Glory  be  to  God  ou  high, 
God,  whose  glory  tills  the  sky ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well  beloved  of  heaven. 

2  Favored  mortals,  raise  the  song ; 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong ; 
Hearts  o'ertlowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

3  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand ; 
Power,  no  empire  can  withstand ; 
Wisdom,  angels'  glorious  theme ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 

4  Awful  being!  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promised  blessings  down: 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease. 

188  L.  M.  Heber. 

^tioration. 

1  Oh  thou  whom  neither  time  nor  space 
Can  cu'cle  in,  unseen,  unknowTi, 
Nor  faith  in  boldest  flight  can  trace 
Save  thi-ough  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 


189  ADORATION. 

2  Be  ours,  O  King  of  Mercy !  still 
To  feel  thy  presence  from  above, 
And  in  thy  word,  and  in  thy  will 

To  hear  thy  voice,  and  know  thy  love. 

3  Great  Fu'st  and  Last !  thy  blessing  give ! 
And  grant  us  faith,  thy  gift  alone. 

To  love  and  praise  thee  while  we  live, 
And  do  whate'er  thou  wouldst  have  done. 

4  And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  done, 
And  nature  waits  thy  dread  decree, 
To  find  our  rest  beneath  thy  throne, 
And  look,  in  humble  hope,  to  thee. 

189  L.  M.  Browne. 

1  Eternal  God,  Almighty  Cause 

Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown, 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 
Of  all  within  itself  possessed; 
Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands ; 
Thou  in  thyself  alone  art  blessed. 

3  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs ; 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give ; 

Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  gloiy  may  we  live. 


ADORATION. 


190 


4  Lord,  spread  thy  name  through  heathen  lands ; 
Then-  idol  deities  dethrone ; 
Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 

J  90  CM.        Spirit  OF  THE  Ps. 

CSoti  tl)c  onli)  ©fajcct  of  WLJorsl)ip. 

1  O  God,  oui-  strength,  to  thee  the  song 

With  grateful  hearts  we  raise ; 
To  thee,  and  thee  alone,  belong 
All  worship,  love,  and  praise. 

2  In  trouble's  dark  and  stormy  horn-. 

Thine  ear  Hath  heard  our  prayer ; 
And  graciously  thine  arm  of  power 
Hath  saved  us  from  despau'. 

3  And  thou,  O  ever  gracious  Lord, 

Wilt  keep  thy  promise  still. 
If,  meekly  hearkening  to  thy  word, 
We  seek  to  do  thy  will. 


4  Led  by  the  light  thy  grace  imparts, 

Ne'er  may  we  bow  the  knee 
To  idols,  which  our  wayward  hearts 
Set  up  instead  of  thee. 

5  So  shall  thy  choicest  gifts,  O  Lord, 

Thy  faithful  people  bless ; 
For  them  shall  earth  its  stores  afford, 
And  Heaven  its  happiness. 


191  ADORATION. 

191  C.  M.  Thomson. 

CKootrness  of  ^otr. 

1  Jehovah,  God,  thy  gracious  power 

On  eveiy  hand  we  see ; 
O,  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee ! 

2  If  on  the  wings  of  morn  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps. 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve. 

The  hand  of  God  we  see ; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive, 
Ceaseless,  proceed  from  thee. 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time. 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend ; 
Through  every  age,  in  eveiy  clime. 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend! 


ADORATION.  192 

192  C.  M.  Watts. 

(Gotr  IS  H\jcriito!)cve. 

1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  tiy 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  smTeys 

My  rising  and  my  rest ; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  3Iy  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they  're  formed  within ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronoimce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  I 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie. 
Beset  on  eveiy  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  sm-round  me  still. 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove. 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secm*ed  by  sovereign  love. 
12 


193,  194  ADORATION. 

193  CM.    61.  CONDER. 

©n  tje  Sea  SJore. 

1  Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea. 

Above  that  dome  of  sky, 
Further  than  thought  itself  can  flee, 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high ; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me, 

That  thou,  my  God,  art  nigh. 

2  We  hear  thy  voice,  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wide  fields  of  air ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control ; 

Yet  still  thou  art  not  there. 
Where  shall  I  find  Him,  O  my  soul, 

Who  yet  is  eveiywhere  ? 

3  O,  not  m  circling  depth,  or  height, 

But  in  the  conscious  breast, 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  spirit  rest. 
O  come,  thou  Presence  Infinite, 

And  make  thy  creature  blest. 

194  L.  M.  S.  S.  H.  Book. 

eSotr  SeetD  23s. 

1  Among  the  deepest  shades  of  night. 
Can  there  be  one  who  sees  my  way  ? 
Yes,  God  is  like  the  shining  light, 
That  tui'ns  the  darkness  into  day. 


ADORATION.  195 

2  When  every  eye  around  me  sleeps, 
May  I  not  sin  without  control  ? 
No,  for  a  constant  watch  he  keeps 
Ou  every  thought  of  every  soul. 

3  If  I  could  find  some  cave  unknown, 
Where  human  feet  have  never  ti-od, 
Yet  there  I  could  not  be  alone  ; 
On  every  side,  there  woukl  be  God. 

4  He  smiles  in  heaven,  he  rules  in  hell ; 
He  fills  the  air,  the  earth,  the  sea: 

I  must  within  his  presence  dwell, 
I  cannot  from  his  presence  flee. 

1 95  L.  M.  Tate  ife  Brady. 

(KoXi's  liternitn  antr  Soberefffnto. 

1  With  glory  clad,  with  sti*ength  arrayed, 
The  Lord  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns. 
The  world's  foundations  strongly  laid, 
And  the  vast  fabric  still  sustains. 

2  How  surely  'stablished  is  thy  tlirone ! 
Which  shall  no  change  or  period  see ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

3  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice. 
And  toss  the  troubled  waves  on  high ; 
But  God  above  can  still  their  noise. 
And  make  the  angry  sea  comply. 


196  ADORATION. 

4  Thy  promise,  Lord,  is  ever  sure, 

And  they  that  in  thy  house  would  dwell, 
That  happy  station  to  secure, 
Must  still  in  holiness  excel. 


196  H.  M.  Watts. 

H&oVs  l^ajestg  ^nXt  Sobeteiflntj. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns ; 

His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Ai'e  light  and  majesty: 
His  glories  shine 

With  beams  so  bright. 
No  mortal  eye 

Can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  power  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law ; 
And  Avhere  liis  love 
Resolves  to  bless, 
His  trutli  confii'ms 
And  seals  the  grace. 

3  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  wi'ite  his  name 
"  My  Father  and  my  Friend  ?  " 


ADORATION. 


i9r 


I  love  his  name, 

I  love  his  word ; 
Join,  all  my  powers, 

And  praise  the  Lord. 

197  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

1  Eternal  and  immortal  King, 

Thy  peerless  splendors  none  can  bear ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes. 
When  God  with  all  his  lustre's  there. 

2  Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom, 
The  great  Invisible  can  see. 

And  with  its  tremblings  mingle  joy, 
In  fixed  regards,  great  God,  to  thee. 

3  Then  every  tempting  form  of  sin, 
•Shamed  in  thy  presence,  disappears ; 
And  all  the  glowing,  raptured  soul 
The  likeness  it  contemplates  wears. 

4  O,  ever-conscious  to  my  heart, 
Witness  to  its  supreme  desire. 
Behold,  it  presseth  on  to  thee, 

For  it  hath  caught  the  heavenly  fire. 

5  This  one  petition  would  it  m-ge  — 
To  bear  thee  ever  in  its  sight ; 

In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
Its  only  portion  and  delight. 


198  ADORATION. 

198  L.  M.  Watts. 

€fotr  Kncoinj)rc|)ensit)le. 

1  Can  creatures  to  perfection  find 

The  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 

Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 

Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 
Or  ask  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

4  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon ; 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon ; 
The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

5  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways ; 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  liear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 


ADORATIO-V.  199,  200 

199  L.  M.  Sir  W.  Scott. 
I-mploving  tt)e  Constant  ^Presence  of  CSoti. 

1  When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 
Out  of  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  fathers'  God  before  her  moved. 
An  awful  guide,  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  the  astonished  lands 
The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow ; 

By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 
When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 

To  temper  the  deceitful  ray ! 

4  And,  O,  when  stoops  upon  our  path. 
In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 

200  S.  M.  Methodist  Col. 
ffifotr  tfje  Creator. 

1    O  ALL-CREATING  God! 

At  whose  supreme  decree 
Our  body  rose,  a  breathing  clod, 
Our  souls  sprang  forth  from  thee ; 


201  ADORATION. 

2  For  this  thou  hast  designed, 
And  formed  us  man  for  this, 
To  know  and  love  thyself,  and  find 
In  thee  our  endless  bliss. 

201  C.  M.  Watts. 

SEternal  IBomfnfon  of  ©fotr. 

1  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made : 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years. 

Stands  present  in  thy  view ; 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  a])pears ; 
Great  God !  there  's  nothmg  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  varying  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares. 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  aflfairs. 

5  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 


praise. 


202  ^^-    ^^-  3l0>TG0MERT. 

CSlori?  to  Go^  fit  tl)c  ?i}f2t)cst. 

1  Songs  of  i)raise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun. 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn. 
When  the  Prmce  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  cro^^ii  that  day ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  bu'th. 

4  And  will  man  alone  be  dumb. 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 


308 


No ;  the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love. 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death ; 
Then  amidst  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

203  10  &  lis.  M.  Park. 

®!i)anfes2ibinfl  ant?  ^Praise. 

1  My  soul,  praise  the  Lord,  speak  good  of  his  name ! 
His  mercies  record,  his  bounties  proclaim : 

To  God,  their  creator,  let  all  creatures  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise ! 

2  Though  hid  from  man's  sight,  God  sits  on  his  thi'one. 
Yet  here  by  his  works  their  Author  is  known : 

The  world  shines  a  mirror  its  Maker  to  show,  ' 
And  heaven  views  its  image  reflected  below. 

3  By  knowledge  supreme,  by  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  this  earth  with  gracious  design ; 
O'er  beast,  bird,  and  insect,  his  providence  reigns, 
Whose  will  fii-st  created,  whose  love  still  sustains. 


204 


4  And  man,  his  last  work,  with  reason  endued. 
Who,  falhng  through  sin,  by  grace  is  renewed ; 
To  God,  his  Creator,  let  man  ever  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise  I 

204  8  &  7s.  M.  Dublin  Col. 

S^U  ©rcaturcs  J-nbofecti  to  IDraisc  (So^, 

1  Praise  the  Lord!  ye  heavens,  adore  him; 

Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 
Praise  him  all  ye  stars  of  light ! 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made, 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saiuts  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name  I 


205  PRAISE. 

205  C.  M.  Watts. 

1  Eternal  Wisdom !  thee  we  praise ; 

Thee  the  creation  sings ; 
With  thy  great  name  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace,  rings. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  I 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  stan-ed  with  sparkling  gold ! 

3  The  noisy  winds  stand  ready  there 

Thy  orders  to  obey ; 
With  sounding  wings  they  sweep  the  air. 
To  make  thy  chariot  ^vay. 

4  There,  like  a  trumpet  loud  and  strong. 

Thy  thunder  shakes  om-  coast. 
While  the  red  lightnings  wave  along  — 
The  banners  of  thine  host. 

5  The  rolling  mountains  of  the  deep 

Observ'e  thy  strong  command ; 
Thy  breath  can  raise  the  billows  steep, 
Or  sink  them  to  the  sand. 

6  Lifinite  strength  and  equal  skill 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad. 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill. 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 


PRAISE.  206, 207 

206  L.  31.  Watts. 

13vnfsc  from  'Xaturc. 

1  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 
In  sounds  of  lofty  praise  declare  ; 
While  the  soft  whisper  of  his  name 
Fills  eveiy  gentle  breeze  of  air. 

2  Ye  floweiy  plains,  proclaim  his  skill ; 
Vallies,  lie  low  before  his  eye  ; 

And  let  his  praise,  fi-om  every  hill, 
Rise,  tuneful,  to  the  neighboring  sky. 

3  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines. 
Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore  ; 
Praise  him,  ye  beasts,  in  different  strains; 
The  lamb  shall  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

4  Birds,  ye  shall  make  his  praise  your  theme, 
Nature  demands  a  song  from  you ; 
While  the  dumb  fish  that  cut  the  stream 
Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too. 

207  S.  M.  Watts. 
Sincere  33tafse. 

1  Almighty  Maker,  God  ! 

How  wondi'ous  is  thy  name ! 

Thy  glories  how  diffused  abroad 

Throughout  creation's  fi-ame ! 


207 


2  Nature,  in  every  dress, 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  to  express 
Her  imdissembled  praise. 

3  In  native  white  and  red 

The  rose  and  lily  stand. 
And,  fi-ee  from  pride,  their  beauties  spread, 
To  show  thy  skilful  hand. 

4  The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky 

With  unambitious  song. 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

5  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

6  Create  my  soul  anew, 

Or  all  my  worship 's  vain ; 
This  sinful  heart  will  not  be  true, 
Till  it  be  formed  again. 

7  In  joy  then  let  me  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days ; 

And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend. 

In  sweet  perfume  of  praise. 


PRAISE.  208 

208  L.  M.  Watts. 

Sun,  iHoon,  aixTr  Stars,  ^rafse  jc  ttje  HotU. 

1  Fairest  of  all  the  lights  above, 

Thou  sun,  whose  beams  adorn  the  spheres, 
And  with  unwearied  swiftness  move 
To  form  the  circles  of  our  years,  — 

•2  Praise  the  Creator  of  the  skies, 

That  dressed  thine  orb  in  golden  rays ; 
Or  may  the  sun  forget  to  rise. 
If  he  forget  his  Maker's  praise. 

3  Thou  reigning  beauty  of  the  night. 

Fair  queen  of  silence,  silver  moon. 
Whose  gentle  beams  and  borrowed  light 
Are  softer  rivals  of  the  noon,  — 

4  Arise,  and  to  that  sovereign  Power 

Waxing  and  waning  honors  pay. 

Who  bade  thee  rule  the  dusky  hour, 

And  half  supply  the  absent  day. 

5  Ye  twinkling  stars,  who  gild  the  skies 

^\lien  darkness  has  its  curtains  di-awn, 
Who  keep  your  watch  with  wakeful  eyes. 
When  business,  cares,  and  day  are  gone,  — 

6  Proclaim  the  glories  of  your  Lord, 

Dispersed  through  all  the  heavenly  street, 
Whose  boundless  treasures  can  afford 
So  rich  a  pavement  for  his  feet. 


209 


7  O  God  of  glory,  God  of  love  ! 

Thou  art  the  sun  that  makes  our  days ; 
With  all  thy  shming  works  above, 
Let  earth  and  man  attempt  thy  praise. 

209  C.  M.  Watts. 

Sea  anti  SanTi  3Prafsc  tije  3LovtJ, 

1  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas, 

In  your  eternal  roar ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  resound  his  praise, 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

2  While  fishes,  sporting  on  the  flood, 

In  scaly  silver  shine. 
Proclaim  their  mighty  Maker,  God, 
Amidst  the  foaming  brine. 

3  But  gentler  things  shall  tune  his  name 

To  softer  notes  than  these  ; 
Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  stream, 
Or  whispering  through  the  trees. 

4  Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines. 

To  him  who  makes  you  grow; 
Sweet  clusters  bend  the  fruitful  vines. 
On  every  thanltful  bough. 


PRAISE  QIO 

210  L.  31.  Doddridge. 

€f)c  Year  Crotoncti  toitl)  Bfbfne  ffifootiness, 

1  Eternal  Source  of  eveiy  joy, 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  iu  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  floweiy  spring,  at  tliy  command. 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coasts,  redundant  stores ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  O,  may  our  more  liarmonious  tongues, 
In  worlds  unknown,  pursue  the  songs ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore. 
Where  days  and  years  revolv  e  no  more. 

13 


211  PRAISE. 

211  L.  M.  Watts. 

S;t)e  ISoofes  of  ^"aturc  antr  .Scripture* 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ; 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 

But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days,  thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race. 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run. 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest. 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view. 

In  souls  renewed  and  sins  forgiven ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


521-2 


212  7s.  M.  Sa.xdys. 

?I)armoni)  of  ^jcnfsc. 

1  Thou  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above! 
Thou,  in  Avhom  we  Hve  and  move  ! 
Thou  wlio  art  most  great,  most  high ! 
God  from  all  eternity ! 

2  O  how  sAveet,  how  excellent 

'TIS  when  tongues  and  hearts  consent. 
Grateful  hearts,  and  joyful  tongues, 
Hymning  thee  in  tuneful  songs ! 

3  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies. 
When  the  stars  of  evening  rise, 
We  thy  praises  will  record. 
Sovereign  Ruler,  mighty  Lord  ! 

4  Decks  tiie  spring  with  flowers  the  field  ? 
Harvest  rich  doth  autumn  yield  ? 
Giver  of  all  good  below ! 

Lord,  from  thee  these  blessings  flow. 

5  Sovereign  Ruler !  mighty  Lord ! 
We  thy  praises  will  record : 
Giver  of  these  blessings !  we 
Pour  the  gi-ateful  song  to  thee. 


513  PRAISE. 

213  p.  M.  Tate. 

1  O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 
Prepare  your  glad  voice, 
His  praise  in  the  great 
Assembly  to  sing. 

In  their  great  Creator 
Let  all  men  rejoice, 
And  heirs  of  salvation 
Be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name 
Devoutly  adore ; 

In  loud  swelling  strains 
His  praises  express. 
Who  graciously  opens 
His  bountiful  store. 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and 
His  children  to  bless. 

3  With  glory  adorned, 
His  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence 
And  plenty  supplies ; 
Their  loud  acclamations 
To  him  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  be  sounded, 
And  reach  to  the  skies. 


PRAISE.  214 

4  Ye  angels  above, 

His  glories  who  've  sung, 
In  loftiest  notes. 
Now  publish  his  praise : 
We  mortals,  delighted. 
Would  borrow  your  tongue  ; 
Would  join  in  your  numbers. 
And  chant  to  your  lays. 

214  7s.  M.  Milton. 

3^rnfsc  to  (GoTr. 

1  Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


For  of  gods  he  is  the  God ; 
Who,  with  all-commandiug  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  w  orld  with  light 

3  Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  day  long  his  course  to  run ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mongst  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 


4  His  own  people  he  did  bless, 
111  the  wasteful  wilderness ; 
He  hath,  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Viewed  us  in  oiu-  miser}^ 


215  PRAISE. 

5  All  his  creatures  he  doth  feed ; 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need ; 
Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 

215  S.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

^otr  our  Creator  antr  3Senefactor. 

1  Mr  Maker  and  my  King, 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe ; 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind, 

A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind, 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand. 

On  thee  alone  I  live ; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  life  can  give. 

4  O,  what  can  I  impart. 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart ; 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor ! 

5  O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 


PRAISE.  21G,  217 

216  7's.  M.  Montgomery. 

janibcrsal  ^Sraisc. 

1  All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 
All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  with  loud  accord, 
Praise  the  Lord,  forever  praise. 

2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand. 
Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand. 
Like  his  own  eternit}\ 

3  Praise  liim,  ye  who  know  his  love  ; 
Praise  him,  from  tiie  depths  beneath: 
Praise  him  in  the  heights  above ; 
Praise  your  Maker,  all  that  breathe  I 

217  L.  3L  Gl.  T.  MooRE. 

<Sotr  t!)c  Hife  antr  Hfijljt  of  t|)e  Woxitj, 

1  Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 
Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see ; 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night, 
Ai-e  but  reflections  caught  from  thee. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine. 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

2  When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays 
Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even. 


218  PRAISE. 

And  we  can  almost  tliink  we  gaze 
Through  golden  vistas  into  heaven, 
Those  hues  that  make  the  sun's  decline 
So  soft,  so  radiant.  Lord,  are  thine. 

3  When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies. 

Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 
Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes. 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 
So  grand,  so  countless.  Lord,  are  thine. 

4  When  youthfid  Spring  around  us  breathes, 
Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh  ; 

And  eveiy  flower  the  Summer  wi*eaths 
Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

218  L.  M.  Heber. 

J^osanna  to  t|)c  Sorti. 

1  Ho s ANNA  to  the  living  Lord! 
Hosanna  to  the  incarnate  Word ! 
Above,  beneath  us,  and  around. 
The  dead  and  living  swell  the  sound. 

2  Hosanna,  Lord !  thine  angels  ciy ; 
Hosanna,  Lord !  thy  saints  reply ; 
O  then,  with  thy  protecting  care. 
Return  to  this  thy  house  of  prayer  I 


PRAISE.  219 

3  But,  chiefest,  in  our  cleansed  breast, 
Eternal !  bid  thy  spirit  rest, 
And  make  our  secret  soul  to  be 
A  temple  pure,  and  worthy  thee ! 

219  7s.    M.      '  Bo  WRING. 

3loiDlD  33rafsc. 

1  Lord,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
Hear  the  praises  of  our  race. 

And,  while  hearing,  let  thy  grace 
Dews  of  sweet  forgiveness  pour ; 

While  we  know,  benignant  King, 

That  the  praises  which  we  bring 

Are  a  worthless  offering 

Till  thy  blessing  makes  it  more. 

2  More  of  truth,  and  more  of  might, 
More  of  love,  and  more  of  light. 
More  of  reason,  and  of  right. 
From  thy  pardoning  grace  be  given ! 

It  can  make  the  humblest  song 
Sweet,  acceptable,  and  strong, 
As  the  strains  the  angels'  throng 
Pour  aroimd  the  throne  of  heaven. 


0ubim0BiDU  axi^  Etliancc- 


220  C.  M.  H.  M.  Williams. 

?^aftftual  3I9cbotion. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Pov/er, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 

Aiid  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  powers  of  thought  bestowed ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruhng  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soid  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days. 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 


SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE.  221 

My  heart  shall  find  delight  iii  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  soitow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear. 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  feai' ; 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 

221  L-  M.  Norton. 

Exn^t  nut)  Sulimfssfon. 

1  Mt  God,  I  thank  thee  ;  may  no  thought 
E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe  ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom ; 
The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 
Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know ; 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  floAV. 


222  SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ; 
Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil ; 
And,  mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
Let  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 

222  C.  M.  Merrick. 

Acquiescence  fix  tjc  20ibine  5!!3Uill. 

1  Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee : 

Thine  ever-watchful  eye 

Alone  our  real  wants  can  see, 

Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  In  thine  all-gracious  providence 

Our  cheerful  hopes  confide ; 
O,  let  thy  power  be  our  defence. 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide  ! 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued, 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 

We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 

And  grasp  the  specious  ill,  — 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply ; 
The  good  unasked,  O  Father,  grant ; 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 


SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE.  223 

223  c.  31.  CowpER. 

lliflljt  ^Ijining  out  of  3Darfencss. 

1  God  moves  iu  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  j)erform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  iu  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Ai-e  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast. 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste. 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 

And  scan  his  work  m  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


224  SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE. 

224  C.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

€:iasscs  33onte. 

1  My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 

The  passing  moments  say ; 
As  lengthening  shadows  o'er  the  mead, 

Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof 

From  all  created  things. 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 

Whence  true  contentment  springs. 

2  Courage,  my  soul !  thy  bitter  cross. 

In  every  trial  here 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above. 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
Courage,  my  soul !  on  God  relj^, 

Deliverence  soon  will  come  ; 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence 

To  bring  believers  home. 

3  'Ere  first  I  drew  this  vital  breath. 

Or  heaven  and  earth  could  see. 
Crosses,  in  number,  measure,  weight, 

Were  written.  Lord,  for  me  ; 
But  thou,  my  shepherd,  friend  and  guide. 

Hast  led  me  kindly  on, 
Taught  me  to  rest  my  fainting  head 

On  Christ  the  corner-stone. 


SUBMISSION   AXD    RELIANCE.  Q*25 

« 

4  So  comforted,  and  so  sustained, 

With  dark  events  I  strove, 
And  foimd,  when  rightly  understood. 

All  messengers  of  love  ; 
With  silence  and  submissive  awe, 

Adored  a  chastening  God, 
Revered  the  terrors  of  the  law. 

And  humbly  kissed  the  rod. 

225  7s.    M.  COWPER. 

3[2s'clcome,  Cross. 

1  'Tis  my  happiness  below 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross. 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 

Sanctifying  eveiy  loss : 
Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all,  — 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2  God  in  Israel  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affliction,  pain,  and  toil : 
These  spring  up,  and  choke  the  weeds 

Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil  : 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 
Trials  brmg  me  to  his  feet. 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 


226,  227  SUBMISSION  and  reliance. 

226  L.  M.  6 1.  BowRiNG. 

1  If,  listening,  as  I  listen  still, 

0  God,  to  thine  instructive  word, 
In  spite  of  all  my  spirit's  will, 

Some  whispering  voice  of  doubt  is  heard,  — 
That  voice  spontaneous  from  the  soul. 
Which  nought  can  check  and  nought  control ; 

2  If,  when  most  earnestly  I  pray 

For  light,  for  aid,  for  strength  from  thee, 
Some  struggling  thoughts  will  force  their  way, 
And  break  my  soid's  serenity ;  — 
If  reason,  thy  best  gift,  will  hold 
The  sceptre  only  half  controlled ;  — 

3  Help,  and  forgive  !     Heaven's  alphabet 
Hath  many  a  word  of  mystery ; 

1  read  not  all  thy  record  yet, 
Though  perseveringly  I  try ; 

But  teach  me,  Lord,  and  none  shall  be 
More  prompt,  more  pleased  to  learn  of  thee. 

227  L.  M.  6 1.  BowRiNG. 

CKoti's  J^crcTful  19robititrnce. 

1  O,  LET  my  trembling  soul  be  still. 
While  darkness  veils  this  mortal  eye, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 
Wrapped  yet  in  fears  and  mystery : 


SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE.  228 

I  camiot,  Lord,  thy  puq)ose  see  ; 
Yet  all  is  well,  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  When,  moimted  on  thy  clouded  car, 
Thou  sendest  thy  darker  spirits  do^Mi, 
I  can  discern  thy  light  afar, 

Thy  light  sweet  beanimg  through  thy  frown; 
And,  should  I  faint  a  moment,  then 
I  think  of  thee,  and  smile  again. 

3  So,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 
The  narrow  path  of  dut>'  on : 

What  though  some  cherished  joys  are  fled  ? 
What  though  some  flattering  di-eams  are  gone  ? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys,  remain : 
Why  should  my  spirit,  then,  complain  ? 

228  L.  M.  6 1.  Moravian. 

3libinii  to  €foTr. 

1  O,  DRAW  me.  Father,  after  thee ; 
So  shall  I  run  and  never  tu-e ; 

With  gracious  words  still  comfort  me ; 
Be  thou  my  Hope,  my  sole  Desire ; 
Free  me  from  every  weight ;  nor  fear 
Nor  sin  can  come,  if  thou  art  here. 

2  From  all  eternity,  with  love 
Unchangeable  thou  hast  me  viewed  ; 
Ere  knew  this  beating  heart  to  move, 
Thy  tender  mercies  me  pm'sued ; 

14 


229  SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

Ever  with  me  may  they  abide, 
And  close  me  in  on  evei-y  side ! 

3  In  suffering,  be  thy  love  my  peace ; 
In  weakness,  be  thy  love  my  power ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
My  God,  in  that  important  hour. 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  Guide, 
And  bear  me  through  death's  whelming  tide. 

229  S.  M.  Wesletan. 

jfox  a  J&Ms  ^tdixt 

1  Great  Source  of  life  and  light. 

Thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  by  thy  Holy  Sphvt  write 

Thy  law  upon  my'Leart: 
My  soul  would  cleave  to  thee  ; 

Let  nought  my  purpose  move ; 
O,  let  my  faith  more  steadfast  be, 

And  more  mtense  my  love ! 

2  Imbue  my  constant  mind 

With  deep  humility. 
And  let  an  ardent  zeal  be  joined 

With  perfect  charity ; 
That  grace  to  me  impart, 

With  meekness  to  reprove. 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 

And  still  the  sumer  love. 


SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE.  230 

3  Long  as  my  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  I  bear, 
O,  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast 

In  confidence  and  prayer ! 
Conduct  me  to  the  shore 

Of  everlasting  peace, 
Where  storm  and  tempest  rise  no  more. 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

230  H-  M.  Watts. 

CJoTi  our  5i)t:cserbcr. 

1  Upward  I  lift  my  eyes ; 

From  God  is  all  my  aid  — 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made : 
God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  eveiy  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  Guard  and  Guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears : 
Those  wakeful  eyes, 
That  never  sleep, 
Shall  Israel  keep. 
When  dangers  rise. 


231  SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there : 
Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade. 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath : 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home. 

231  Hs.   M.  MONTGOMERT. 

©foti  our  <Sf)ep|)ertr. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know ; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I  rest ; 

He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow ; 
Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when  op- 
pressed. 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though  I 

stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay. 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 


SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE.  232 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread ; 
With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  rmmeth  o'er ; 
Witli  perfume  and  oil  tliou  anointest  my  head ; 

0  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 
Still  follow  my  steps,  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 

1  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod 
Tlirough  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  kingdom  of 

love. 

232  L.  31.  Watts. 

JDarfencss  of  ^.^robRrcnce. 

1  Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
The  obscure  abyss  of  providence ! 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

2  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 
We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness, 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

3  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 
Resolve  to  scom-ge  us  here  below ; 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God ; 

Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  thi'ough. 


233  SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE. 

233  L.  M.  6 1.  Addison. 

€Kolf  our  <Si)C})!)ci;Tr. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend. 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  tliu'sty  mountain  pant. 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way. 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray. 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile ; 
The  ban*en  wilderness  shall  smile. 

With  sudden  green  and  herbage  croAvned,, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  di'eadfid  shade. 


SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE.  234,  235 

234  L-  M.  Anonymous. 
^3atcrnal  33ro\)fDcncc  of  CfoTr. 

1  Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 

Thy  hand,  O  God !  conducts  unseen, 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest,  witli  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  all,  their  necessaiy  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 
On  thine  eternal  will  depend ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given. 
Would  man  pursue  the  appointed  end. 

4  Be  this  my  care !  —  to  all  beside 
Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be  ; 
Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride. 
And  fixed  my  soul,  great  God !  on  thee. 

235  L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

iierfections  anti  3.3tobflience  of  d^oti. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope. 
The  highest  orb  of  heaven  transcends ; 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasured  scope 
Beyond  the  sparkling  skies  extends. 


4db  SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE. 

2  Thy  justice,  like  the  hills,  remains; 
Unfathomed  depths  thy  judgments  are; 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  Since  of  thy  goodness  all  partake, 
With  what  assm-ance  should  the  just 
Thy  shelteruig  wings  their  refuge  make, 
And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust ! 

4  Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast. 
And  di'ink,  as  from  a  fountain  head. 
Of  joys  that  shall  forever  last. 

236  L.  M.  Watts. 

3Praise  for  i^rotection,  ©race,  anTr  STrutt). 

1  My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
Of  boundless  love  and  grace  unknown. 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry ; 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform ; 
He  sends  his  angel  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God ! 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


suBMissio:y  and  reliance.  237 

237  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

33nps  of  tje  (Lipvijitit  fenoton  to  Cfotr. 

1  To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  knoAVii; 

My  soul  enjoys  the  thought ; 
My  actions  all  before  thy  face, 
Nor  are  my  faults  forgot. 

2  Each  secret  breath  devotion  vents 

Is  vocal  to  thine  ear ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

3  The  vacant  hour,  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercy  shall  approve; 
And  eveiy  pang  of  s}iT»pathy, 
And  eveiy  care  of  love. 

4  Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays ; 
And  dark  affliction's  micbiight  gloom 
A  present  God  sui-veys. 

5  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass, 

And  in  thy  view  I  die ; 
And,  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  find  my  God  is  nigh. 


238,  239  SUBMISSION  and  reliance. 

238  L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

©onfftrence  in  tlje  Bibine  €are. 

1  No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 

My  fii*m  afFectioD,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  a  rock, 
A  fortress  and  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  my  Deliverer  art,  my  God ; 

My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad. 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 

3  To  heaven  I  made  my  mournful  prayer. 

To  God  addressed  my  humble  moan. 
Who  graciously  inclined  his  ear, 
And  heard  me  from  his  lofty  tlirone. 

4  Who,  then,  desei*ves  to  be  adored. 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  ? 
Or  who,  except  the  mightj-  Lord, 
Can  with  resistless  power  defend  ? 


239  s.  M. 

^troptfon. 

1  Behold,  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  hath  bestOAved 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race. 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 


Watts. 


SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE.  240 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  Ave  shall  be  made ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure ; 
May  cleanse  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pui-e. 

4  If,  in  our  Father's  love 

We  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove. 
To  rest  upon  our  heart. 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie. 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

240  L-  M.  Methodist  Col. 

©elibetences  ^cfenotolctJflcTi. 

1  God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 
Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour. 

Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head ! 

2  In  all  my  Avays  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see : 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 


241  SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE. 

3  Wliither,  O !  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast, 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest  ? 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 
But  thou,  O  God,  my  wisdom  art ; 
I  ever  into  ruin  run ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heait. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

241  C.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

STrust  in  ^ott  t!)rousf)  all  €:|)anues. 

1  Father  divine  !  before  thy  view, 

All  worlds,  all  creatures  lie ; 
No  distance  can  elude  thy  search, 
No  action  'scape  thine  eye. 

2  From  thee  our  vital  breath  we  drew, 

Our  cliildhood  was  thy  care ; 
And  vigorous  youth,  and  feeble  age, 
Thy  kind  protection  share. 

3  Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  turn, 

Thy  ceaseless  bounty  flows ; 
Oppressed  with  wo,  when  nature  faints, 
Thme  arm  is  our  repose. 


SUBMISSION   AXD    RELIANCE.  242 

4  To  thee  we  look,  thou  Power  Supreme, 
O  still  our  wants  supply ! 
Safe  ill  thy  presence  may  we  live, 
And  in  thy  favor  die. 

242  P-  ^I-  Anonymous. 

Dcbotfon  anti  Yixtnc, 

1  Save  me  fi-om  my  foes, 

Shield  me.  Lord,  from  harm, 
Let  me  safe  repose 

On  thy  mighty  arm. 
Thou  art  God  alone  ; 

Those  who  seek  thy  heavenly  face, 
Thou  wilt  hless,  and  they  shall  o\\ti 

Thy  matchless  grace. 

2  Pleasant  is  the  land 

Where  Jehovah  's  known, 
Where  a  pious  band 

Bow  before  his  throne. 
Who  with  loud  acclaim 

Sing  his  gi*eat  and  wondrous  love, 
Who  ere  long  shall  praise  his  name 

With  saints  above. 

3  Let  my  faith  and  love 

With  my  years  increase ; 
Let  me  never  rove 

From  the  paths  of  peace  ; 


243  SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE. 

But  through  life  display 

Holy  deeds  and  actions  pure, 

That  when  life  has  passed  away, 
May  bliss  be  sure. 

243  S.  M.  Moravian. 

Efit  Christian  Jancoiirafleti. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 

Hope  and  be  undismayed ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears ; 
God  shall  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds  and  storms, 

He  gently  cleai's  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  He  everywhere  hath  rule. 

And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 
His  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
His  path  misullied  light. 

4  Thou  comprehend'st  him  not ; 

Yet  earth  and  heaven  tell, 
God  sits  as  sovereign  on  the  throne ; 
He  ruleth  all  things  well. 

5  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee : 
O,  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confu-m  the  feeble  knee ! 


SUBMISSION   AND    RELIANCE.  244 

6  Let  us,  in  life  or  death, 

Boldly  thy  truth  declare  ; 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

244  8  &  7s.  M.  Bo  WRING. 

Goti  fs  3lo\)e. 

1  God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  wliich  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  wo  he  lightens ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move, 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


Cl)ri6t 


245  lis.  M.  Drummond. 

^.ireparatioti  for  (Srjrfst, 

1  A  VOICE  from  the  desert  comes  awfiil  and  shrill ; 
The  Lord  is  advancing !  prepare  ye  the  way ! 
The  word  of  Jehovah  he  comes  to  fulfil, 

And  o'er  the  dark  world  pour  the  splendor  of  day. 

2  Bring  down  the  proud  mountain,  though  towering  to 

heaven, 
And  be  tlie  low  valley  exalted  on  high: 
The  rough  path  and  crooked  be  made  smooth  and 

even. 
For,  Zion !  your  King,  your  Redeemer  is  nigh. 

3  The  beams  of  salvation  his  progress  illume ; 
The  lone  di*eary  wilderness  sings  of  her  Lord ; 
The  rose  and  the  myrtle  there  suddenly  bloom, 
And  the  olive  of  j)eace  spreads  its  branches  abroad. 


CHRIST.  246, 247 

246  C.  M.        Spirit  of  the  Ps. 

©funiing  Star  to  €f)rist. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 

With  mild  benignant  ray, 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 

Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But  lo !  a  brighter,  clearer  light. 

Now  points  to  his  abode. 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night. 
To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 

3  O  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads ; 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flower\'  meads. 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  O  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given ; 

Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth, 

Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

iy47  S.  M.  Frothingham. 

Cast's  i^am'festatfon. 

1  We  meditate  the  day 

Of  triumph  and  of  rest. 
When,  shoAA-n  of  God,  and  shaped  in  clay, 
The  Word  w  as  manifest. 
15 


'^48  CHRIST. 

2  Lord,  give  it  gracious  sweep, 

And  here  its  errand  bless, 
Whose  mercy  sent  it  o'er  the  deep, 
To  glad  a  wilderness. 

3  Ray  out  its  starry  light, 

To  guide  our  pilgrim  way  — 
A  sign  of  hope  through  this  world's  night, 
And  brighter  than  its  day. 

4  Again  thy  witness-voice ! 

Again  thy  sphit-dove ! 
That  hearts  may  in  its  trust  rejoice. 
And  soften  with  its  love. 

5  Send  round  its  blessed  cup. 

As  once  in  Galilee  ; 
And  catch  our  dull  affections  up 
To  heaven,  and  Christ,  and  thee. 

248  C.    M.  DODDRIDGF 

(Ktjrist's  i^essagc. 

1  Hark  the  glad  sound!  tlie  Saviour  comes! 

The  Saviour  promised  long ! 
Let  eveiy  heart  prepare  a  throne. 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  spirit  largely  poiu'ed. 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  mspke. 


CHRIST.  249 

3  He  comefj,  from  thickest  films  of  vdce 

To  clear  the  mental  ray ; 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
iVnd  with  the  treasure  of  his  grace 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  i)roclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

249  L.    M.  BOWRING. 

STeadjfnfl  of  St'sus. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
From  hps  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round. 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place  ! 

'2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 
*   To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way; 

Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke. 

Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest! " 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come. 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 


4b{),  2bl  CHRIST. 

250  L.    M.  MiLMAN. 

€:5rist*s  Hntvj  fnto  Jerusalem. 

1  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
Hark !  all  the  tribes  hosanna  cry ! 
Thy  humble  beast  pursues  his  road, 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die ! 

O  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin, 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes, 
To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 

Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh ; 
The  Father  on  his  sapphire  throne 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son ! 

251  C.  M.  Montgomery, 
CMst  fix  tlje  mt^st  of  5is  people, 

1  On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 
When  his  disciples  met, 
O'er  his  lost  fellowship  to  grieve. 
Nor  knew  the  Scripture  yet  — 


252 


2  Lo,  in  their  midst  his  form  was  seen, 

The  form  in  which  he  died ; 
Their  Master's  marred  and  wounded  mien, 
His  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 

3  Then  were  they  glad  tlieir  Lord  to  know. 

And  hailed  him,  yet  with  tear;  — 
Jesus,  again  thy  presence  show; 
Meet  thy  disciples  liere. 

4  Be  in  our  midst ;  let  faith  rejoice 

Our  risen  Lord  to  view. 
And  make  our  spirits  hear  thy  voice 
Say,  "  Peace  be  unto  you." 

5  And  while  with  thee  in  social  hours 

We  commune  through  thy  word. 
May  our  hearts  burn,  and  all  our  powers 
Confess,  "  It  is  the  Lord." 

252  7s.  M.  Bishop  Heber. 

<K!)rist  t^c  3JuTi0C. 

1  In  the  sun  and  moon  and  stars 
Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be  ; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 
Tossed  with  stronger  tempests,  rise  ; 
Darker  storms  the  mountain  sweep. 
Redder  lightning  rend  the  skies. 


253 


3  Evil  thoughts  shall  shake  the  proud, 
Rackmg  doubt  and  restless  fear ; 
And,  amid  the  thunder-cloud, 
Shall  the  Judge  of  men  appear. 

4  But  though  from  that  awful  face 
Heaven  shall  fade  and  earth  shall  fly, 
Fear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race, 

Your  redemption  di*aweth  nigh ! 

253  L.  M.  Bishop  Heber. 

C!)rist  (tomivLQ  to  Sutrj3ment. 

1  The  Lord  ^vill  come ;  the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake ; 

And,  vi^ithering,  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  then*  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came, 

A  silent  Lamb  to  slaughter  led. 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  Can  this  be  he  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway. 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride  ? 
O  God,  is  this  the  Crucified  ? 

4  Go,  tyrants,  to  the  rocks  complain ; 
Go,  seek  the  mountain's  cleft  in  vain ; 
But  faith,  victorious  o'er  the  tomb. 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  "The  Lord  is  come." 


CHRIST.  254, 255 

254  P.  M.  Luther. 

lluti)ct's  JutJjpncnt  J^mxn. 

1  Great  God !  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 

The  end  of  things  created ! 
The  Judge  of  mankind  doth  appear 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated. 
The  triunpet  sounds ;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before ;  — 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him ! 

255  C.  M.  Watts. 
€l)rist's  Comfno  anti  BinQbom. 

1  Joy  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King : 
Let  every  heart  prepare  liim  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth !  the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
Wliile  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sms  and  sorrows  gi'ow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
As  far  as  sin  is  foimd. 


256 


4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

256  lOs.  M.  Pope. 

atl)tist*s  JFuture  €i)urc!). 

1  Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise ! 
Exalt  thy  towering  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes ! 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day ! 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn ! 
See  future  sons  and  daughters,  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise. 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies  I 

3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend. 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend ! 

See  thy  bright  altars  thronged  with  prostrate  kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brmgs! 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 


CHRIST.  257 

257  L.  M.  Watts. 

<£:!)cfst's  B^infllrom. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more ;  — 

2  From  north  to  south,  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage,  at  his  feet ; 
And  barl^arous  nations,  at  his  word. 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 

3  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice  ;  — 

4  People  and  realms,  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song. 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

5  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

6  Let  eveiy  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen, 


258  CHRIST. 

258  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Sons  of  t!)e  a^ctrcemetr. 

1  Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 

Around  the  eternal  tlirone, 
Of  every  kmdi'ed,  dime  and  land, 
A  multitude  unknown. 

2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; 

To-day,  the  young,  the  old, 
Our  Saviour  and  his  flock  appear 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

3  Toil,  trial,  suflTering  still  await 

On  earth  the  pilgrim's  throng ; 
Yet  learn  we,  in  our  low  estate, 
The  chmxli  triumphant's  song. 

4  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Cry  the  redeemed  above. 
Blessing  and  honor  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love. 

5  Then,  hallelujah !  power  and  praise 

To  God  in  Christ  be  given ; 
May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise. 
Renew  the  song  in  heaven. 


CHRIST.  259, 260 

259  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Hobe  to  €l)rfst. 

1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  my  heart,  and  see  ; 
And  turn  each  worthless  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  my  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  beat 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb,  in  all  thy  flock, 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord  ; 

But,  O,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys. 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

260  6  &  4s.  M.  Pratt's  Col. 

3[2^ortl)»  IS  tf)e  Hami). 

1  Come,  all  ye  sons  of  God ; 
Wide  through  the  earth  abroad 

Spread  Jesus'  fame : 
Tell  what  his  love  has  done ; 


261 


Trust  in  his  name  alone  ; 

Shout  to  his  lofty  throne, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

2  Hence,  gloomy  doubts  and  fears ! 
Dry  up  your  mournful  tears ; 

Swell  the  glad  theme ; 
Praise  ye  our  gracious  King ; 
Strike  each  melodious  string ; 
Join  heart  and  voice  to  sing, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

3  Hark !  how  the  choirs  above. 
Filled  wdth  the  Saviour's  love. 

Dwell  on  his  name  ! 
There,  too,  may  we  be  found. 
With  light  and  glory  crowned, 
While  all  the  heavens  resound, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

261  L.  M.  Heber. 

?^opc  in  (Christ. 

1  O  Saviour,  is  thy  promise  fled  ? 
Nor  longer  might  thy  grace  endure 
To  heal  the  sick  and  raise  the  dead, 
And  preach  thy  gospel  to  the  poor  ? 

2  Come,  Jesus !  come !  return  again ; 
With  brighter  beam  thy  servants  bless. 
Who  long  to  feel  thy  perfect  reign. 
And  share  thy  kingdom's  happiness ! 


262 


3  A  feeble  race,  by  passion  driven, 
In  darkness  and  in  doubt  we  roam, 
And  lift  our  anxious  eyes  to  Heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  harbor,  and  our  home. 

4  Yet,  mid  the  wild  and  wintrj'  gale, 
When  death  rides  darkly  on  the  sea. 
And  strength  and  earthly  daring  fail. 
Our  hopes,  Redeemer,  rest  on  thee ! 

262  L.  31.    Christian  Ballads. 

€t)aractcr  of  C|)rfst. 

1  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine  ; 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 

In  w  ondi-ous  love,  O  Lamb  of  God ! 

2  O  !  who  like  thee,  so  calm,  so  bright, 
So  pure,  so  made  to  live  in  light, 

O !  who  like  thee,  did  ever  go 
So  patient  through  a  world  of  wo ! 

3  O  !  who  like  thee,  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men  before ; 
So  meek,  forgiving,  god-like,  high. 
So  glorious  in  humility ! 

4  The  bending  angels  stooped  to  see 
The  lisping  infant  clasp  thy  knee, 
And  smile,  as  in  a  father's  eye. 
Upon  thy  mild  divinity. 


263 


5  And  death,  that  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee ; 
Yet  love  through  all  thy  torture  glowed, 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

263  7s.  M.  Methodist  Col 

1  Saviour  of  the  sin-sick  soul. 
Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole ! 
Finish  thy  great  work  of  grace. 
Cut  it  short  in  righteousness. 

2  Speak,  the  second  time,  "  Be  clean ! " 
Take  away  my  inbred  sin ; 

Every  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Cast  it  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  Nothing  less  will  I  require. 
Nothing  more  can  I  desire : 
None  but  Christ  to  me  be  given ! 
None  but  Christ  m  earth  or  heaven. 

4  O  that  I  might  now  decrease  ! 
O  that  all  I  am  might  cease ! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall, 

Let  mv  Lord  be  all  in  all ! 


CHRIST.  264, 265 

264  7s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 
jFoUotoing  Cijvist. 

1  When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  ? 
Poor  and  low  in  my  own  eyes. 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise ! 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ; 
Only  guided  by  thy  light ; 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might  I 

3  So  T  may  thy  Spu-it  know. 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow : 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown. 
So  I  may  ^vith  thee  be  one. 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

265  S.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

1  Jesus,  I  fain  would  find 
Thy  zeal  for  God  in  me, 
Thy  yearning  pity  for  mankind, 
Thy  burning  charity. 


266 


2  In  me  thy  Spirit  dwell ! 
In  me  thy  mercy  move ! 
So  shall  the  fervor  of  my  zeal 
Be  the  pure  flame  of  love. 

266  7s.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

asiefoicinfl  m  €:!)vist. 

1  Sweet  thy  memory,  Saviour  blest, 
In  the  true  believer's  breast : 
Musing  on  thy  precious  name. 
Purest  joys  his  heart  inflame. 

2  By  the  ear  or  tuneful  tongue 
Nought  so  sweet  is  heard  or  sung ; 
Nought  the  mind  can  dwell  upon 
Sweet  as  God's  beloved  Son. 

3  Thou  the  contrite  sinner's  stay, 
Who  thy  goodness  can  display  ? 
How  to  those  who  seek  thee  kind ! 
What,  ah,  what  to  those  who  find  ? 

4  Tongue  can  speak  not  their  delight, 
Nor  can  pen  of  man  indite ; 

None  can  know,  but  they  who  prove, 
What  it  is  their  Lord  to  love. 


CHRIST. 


267 


267  L.    M.  BOWRING. 

3Proflrcss  of  ©ospel  STrutt). 

1  Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 
The  gathered  beams  of  ages  sliiue ; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  Truth,  strengthened  by  tlie  strength  of  thought, 
Pours  inexhaustible  supphes, 

Whence  sagest  teachers  may  be  taught. 
And  Wisdom's  self  become  more  wise. 

3  More  glorious  still  as  centuries  roll. 

New  regions  blessed,  new  powers  imfui'led. 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 
Its  Avaters  shall  o'erflow  the  world ; 

4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy ; 
As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy. 
And  sweeps  each  lingeruig  mist  away. 

IG 


Jinujarb  Hdigton. 


268  S.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

1  The  praying  spirit  breathe, 

The  watching  power  impart ; 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart : 
My  feeble  mind  sustain, 

By  worldly  thoughts  opprest ; 
Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  rest. 

2  Swift  to  my  rescue  come, 

Thy  own  this  moment  seize ; 
Gather  my  wand'ring  spirit  home, 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace : 
Suffered  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
An-est  the  prisoner  of  thy  love. 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  269 

269  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

ZtD\)<it  IS  ^Jraocr? 

1  Prater  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Uttered  or  unexpressed, 
The  motion  of  a  liidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast 

2  Prayer  is  the  l)urden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye. 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  tlie  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try, 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  3Iajesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
The  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice. 

Returning  from  his  ways ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays ! " 

()  In  prayer,  on  earth,  the  saints  are  one ; 
They'  re  one  in  word  and  mind ; 
When  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 


270  INWARD    RELIGIO:^. 

7  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray ! 

270  C.  M.  H.  H.  MiLMA>. 

3.3raj}ina  for  Bibine  ?^elp. 

1  O  HELP  us,  Lord !  each  hour  of  need 

Thy  heavenly  succour  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  O  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore, 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O  help  us.  Lord,  the  more. 

3  O  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith 

More  firmly  to  believe  ; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  O  help  us.  Father !  from  on  high ; 

We  know  no  help  but  thee ; 
O !  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  271 

271  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

^3rc}javation  of  tfjc  ?^cavt. 

1  Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright. 

With  reverence  and  with  fear: 

Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 

We  may,  we  must  diaw  near. 

2  Burdened  with  guih,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  wo. 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  withm. 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  ? 

'S  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 
With  broken,  contrite  hearts ; 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see. 
Truth  in  the  in^^ard  parts. 

4  Give  deep  humility ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give ; 
A  strong  desiring  confidence, 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live  ; 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  om-  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
Aiid  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  —  and  then  thy  will  be  done ; 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 


Q72,  273  INWARD    RELIGION. 

272  L.  M.  6 1.  Anonymous. 
5rf)e  ffilospel  atiaptetr  to  ^ibe  3Peace  antr  3^est. 

1  Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
Reveals  thy  weight  of  inward  wo ; 

Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 
And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 
Behold  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 
Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load ; 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 
And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God : 

Thy  God 's  thy  Saviour  —  glorious  word ! 
Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 

273  7s.  M.  J.  Taylor. 
Sms  ©onfesseti  anti  i^ournetr. 

1  God  of  mercy,  God  of  love. 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  song  ; 
Son'ow  dwells  on  every  face. 
Penitence  on  every  tongue. 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 
Talents  wasted,  time  misspent ; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent: 


[NWARD    RELIGION. 


274 


3  Foolish  fears,  and  fond  desires, 
Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise. 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain : 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault. 
Filled  with  gi'ief  and  shame  we  own ; 
Humbled,  at  thy  feet  we  lie. 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  tlu'one. 

5  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace. 
Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs ; 
O  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou  to  whom  all  praise  belongs. 

274  L.  M.  Enfield. 

1  Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 
Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 

Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day  — 

O  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear. 
Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found ; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  gi-ound. 

3  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  eiTor  lost. 
With  tremblmg  step  he  seeks  his  way : 
How  vain  of  vvdsdom's  gift  the  boast ! 
Of  reason's  lamp,  how  faint  the  ray ! 


275  INWARD    RELIGION. 

4  Follies,  and  sins,  a  countless  sum, 
Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span : 

^  How  ill,  alas !  does  pride  become 

That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man ! 

5  God  of  my  life !  Father  divine ! 
Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind : 
In  modest  worth,  O  let  me  shine, 
And  peace,  in  humble  vutue,  find. 

275  C.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

«EWe  aSclons  to  (Sfotr. 

1  Let  him,  to  Avhom  we  now  belong, 

His  sovereign  right  assert. 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  eVery  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own, 

Who  bought  us  with  a  price ; 
The  Christian  lives  to  God  alone. 
To  God  alone  he  dies ! 

3  Father,  thine  own  at  last  receive, 

Fulfil  our  hearts'  desire. 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live. 

And  in  thy  cause  expire. 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign  ; 

With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine 
To  all  eternity. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  276,  277 

276  S.  M.  Methodist  Col. 
Self*33cTiicatfon. 

1  Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace, 

With  a  glad  heart  and  free, 
Myself,  my  residue  of  days, 
I  consecrate  to  thee. 

2  Thy  ransomed  servant,  I 

Restore  to  thee  thy  own ; 
And  from  this  moment,  live  or  die 
To  sei-ve  my  God  alone. 

277  7s.  M.  3Iethodist  Col. 
SimpUcft])  of  %]caxU 

1  Lord,  tliat  I  may  learn  of  thee. 
Give  me  true  simplicity ; 
Wean  my  soul,  and  keep  it  low, 
Willing  thee  alone  to  know. 

2  Let  me  cast  my  reeds  aside, 

All  that  feeds  my  knowing  pride  ; 
Not  to  man,  but  God  submit, 
Lay  my  reasonings  at  thy  feet : 

3  Of  my  boasted  wisdom  spoiled, 
Docile,  helpless  as  a  child ; 
Only  seeing  in  thy  light. 

Only  walking  in  thy  might. 


278 


INWARD    RELIGION. 


4  Then  infuse  the  teaching  grace, 
Spirit  of  truth  and  righteousness ; 
Knowledge,  love  divine,  impart, 
Life  eternal  to  my  heart. 

278  7s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

€fotr  our  J^o^jr. 

1  Centre  of  our  hopes  thou  art, 

End  of  our  enlarged  deshes ; 
Stamp  tlime  image  on  our  heart ; 

Fill  us  now  with  heavenly  fii-es  — 
Cemented  by  love  divine, 
Seal  our  souls  forever  thine. 

2  All  our  works  in  thee  be  ^^TOUght, 

Levelled  at  one  common  ami ; 
Eveiy  word,  and  every  thought. 

Purge  in  the  refining  flame : 
Lead  us,  tlu'ough  the  paths  of  peace, 
On  to  perfect  holiness. 

3  Let  us  all  together  rise, 

To  thy  glorious  life  restored ; 
Here  regain  our  paradise. 

Here  prepare  to  meet  our  Lord, 
Here  enjoy  the  earnest  given. 
Travel  hand  in  hand  to  heaven  ! 


INWARD    RELIGION.  279,  280 

279  L.  M.  G 1.       Methodist  Col. 
Secftitifl  jForflibeness. 

1  Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

Our  multitude  of  sius  forgive  ; 
And  for  thy  own,  possession  take, 

And  bid  us  to  thy  glory  live  ; 
Live  in  thy  sight,  and  gladly  prove 
Our  faith  by  our  obedient  love. 

2  The  cov'nant  of  forgiveness  seal. 

And  all  thy  mighty  wonders  show ! 
Our  hidden  enemies  exi:>el. 

And  conquering  them  to  conquer  go, 
Till  all  of  pride  and  wrath  be  slain, 
And  not  one  evil  thought  remain ! 

3  O  put  it  in  our  inward  parts. 

The  living  law  of  perfect  love ! 
Write  the  new  precept  in  our  hearts : 

We  shall  not  tlien  from  thee  remove, 
Who  in  thy  glorious  image  shine, 
Thy  people,  and  forever  thine ! 

280  L.  M.  6  1.      Methodist  Col. 

Setbant  of  ©fotr. 

1  Behold,  the  sen^ant  of  the  Lord! 
I  wait  thy  guiding  eye  to  feel. 
To  hear  and  keep  thy  every  word, 
To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will ; 


281  INWARD    RELIGION. 

Joyful  frojn  my  own  works  to  cease, 
Glad  to  fulfil  all  righteousness. 

2  Me,  if  thy  grace  vouchsafe  to  use. 
Weakest  of  all  thy  creatui-es,  me, 

The  deed,  the  time,  the  manner  choose ; 
Let  all  my  fruit  be  found  of  thee ; 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  1;  >  WTOught, 
By  thee  to  full  perfection  brought. 

3  My  every  weak,  though  good  design, 
O'errule,  or  change,  as  seems  most  meet ; 
Father,  let  all  my  work  be  thine! 

My  work,  O  Lord,  be  all  complete, 
And  pleasing  in  my  Father's  sight; 
Thou  only  doest  all  things  right. 

4  Here  then,  to  thee,  thy  own  I  leave ; 
31ould  as  thou  wilt  thy  passive  clay : 
But  let  me  all  thy  stamp  receive, 
But  let  me  all  thy  words  obey ; 
Serve  with  a  single  heart  and  eye, 
And  to  thy  glory  live  and  die. 

281  S.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

jFor  Cljvfstian  ^Principles. 

1  My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope. 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care. 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  laio^v  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  281 

Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 
Till  I  can  all  things  do ; 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill; 

A  soul  inured  to  pain. 

To  hardship,  grief  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain 

The  consecrated  cross. 

3  I  want  a  gotlly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye. 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 

A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care. 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard. 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim. 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward. 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name  ; 

A  zealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn, 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 


282  INWARD    RELIGION. 

5  I  rest  upon  thy  word ; 

The  promise  is  for  me : 
My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  surely  come  from  thee : 
But  let  me  still  abide. 
Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
Into  thy  perfect  love. 

282  L.  M.  6 1.       Methodist  Col. 

33rainng  for  3^ej)entance. 

1  Father  of  lights,  fi-om  whom  proceeds 
Wliate'er  thy  every  creature  needs ; 
Whose  goodness,  providently  nigh, 
Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry ; 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare  ; 
Suggest  and  hearken  to  my  prayer. 

2  Since  by  thy  light  myself  I  see 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee, 
Thy  eyes  must  all  my  thoughts  survey, 
Preventing  what  my  lips  would  say ; 
Thou  seest  my  wants,  for  help  they  call. 
And,  ere  I  speak,  thou  know'st  them  all. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  weakness  of  my  mind, 
WayAvard,  and  impotent,  and  blind ; 
Thou  know'st  how  unsubdued  mj'^  will, 
Averse  from  good,  and  prone  to  ill ; 
Thou  know'st  how  wide  my  passions  rove, 
Nor  checked  by  fear,  nor  charmed  by  love. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  283 

4  Ah  I  give  me,  Lord,  myself  to  feel ; 
My  utter  misery  reveal : 
Ah !  give  me,  Lord,  (I  still  would  say,) 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pray : 
My  business  this,  my  only  cai*e. 
My  life,  my  everj^  breath,  be  prayer ! 

283  S.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

Cl)rfstian  ffSJants. 

1  I  WANT  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  feai*; 
A  sensibility-  of  sin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 
I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desu-e ; 
To  catch  the  wand'ring  of  my  will, 

And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

2  That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve. 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart. 

The  tender  conscience,  give. 
Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  conscience  make ! 
Awake  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh. 

And  keep  it  still  awake. 

3  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray. 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove ; 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 
For  having  grieved  thy  love. 


284  INWARD    RELIGION. 

O  may  the  least  omission  pain 

My  well-instructed  soul ; 
And  drive  me  to  the  Love  again, 

Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

284  C.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

JFormal  aflelififon, 

1  Long  have  I  seemed  to  serve  thee,  Lord, 

With  unavailing  pain : 
Fasted  and  prayed,  and  read  thy  Word, 
And  heard  it  preached  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  the  assembly  join, 

And  near  thine  altar  drew ; 

A  form  of  godliness  was  mine. 

The  power  I  never  knew. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law ; 

Nor  knew  its  deep  design : 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw. 
And  height,  of  love  divine. 

4  To  please  thee  thus,  at  length  I  see. 

Vainly  I  hoped  and  strove : 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
Unless  they  spring  from  love .' 

5  I  see  the  perfect  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  inward  parts ; 
Oiu-  full  consent,  our  whole  desires. 
Our  undivided  hearts. 


INWARD    RELIGION. 


285 


6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast ; 

Of  means  an  idol  made ; 
The  spirit  in  the  letter  lost, 
The  substance  in  the  shade. 

7  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope  ? 

What  can  my  weakness  do  ? 

Father,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up : 

'Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 

285  78.  M.  Merrick. 

Secfeiixg  a  Clean  ?i^eart. 

1  Blest  Instructer,  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  ? 
Purge  me  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapt  within  my  heart's  disguise. 

2  Let  my  tongue,  from  error  free, 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee  ; 
To  thy  all-observing  eyes. 

Let  my  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

3  While  I  thus  thy  name  adore. 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore, 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear, 
God,  my  strength,  propitious  hear. 

17 


286,  287  INAVARD    RELIGION. 

286  C.  M.  Beddome. 
j?or  Knboartr  SCrutI). 

1  Am  I  an  Israelite  indeed, 

Without  a  false  disguise  ? 
Have  I  renounced  my  sins,  and  left 
My  refuges  of  lies  ? 

2  Say,  does  my  heart  unchanged  remain, 

Or  is  it  formed  anew  ? 
What  is  the  rule  by  which  I  walk, 
The  object  I  pursue  ? 

3  Cause  me,  O  God  of  truth  and  grace. 

My  real  state  to  know ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  set  me  right ! 
If  right,  presei*ve  me  so ! 

287  C.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

\ 

1  Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thj^self  reveal. 

While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove : 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  and  care ; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  288 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

Aiid  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  swa} , 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 

'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek ; 
To  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace. 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  thy  glory  see ! 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

288  C.    M.  COWFER. 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  I 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  Word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  I 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill 


289,  290  INWARD    RELIGIONS. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

289  T's.  M.  6 1.  Montgomery. 
3:f)e  Soul  ^Panting  for  ffifolr. 

1  As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee. 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see ; 
When,  O,  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  di-aw  near  ? 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole ; 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 

God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

290  S.    M.  FCR.NESS. 

ms  -Soul  mnun  for  efoU. 

1  Here  is  a  world  of  doubt, 
A  sorrowful  abode ; 
O,  how  my  heart  and  flesh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God ! 


I>-WARD    RELIGIOX.  291,  292 

2  As  for  the  water-brooks 

The  hart,  expiring,  pants, 

So  for  my  God  my  spirit  looks. 

Yea,  for  his  presence  faints. 

3  I  know  thy  joys,  O  earth. 

The  sweetness  of  thy  cup ; 
Oft  have  I  mingled  in  thy  mirth, 
And  trusted  in  thy  hope. 

291  10s.  M.  Dr.  Johnson. 
Kmplorfng  IBfbfnc  llfflt)t. 

1  U  THOU  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides! 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 

And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divme ! 

2  'Tis  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 
With  silent  confidence,  and  holy  rest ; 

From  thee,  great  God!  we  spring,  to  thee  we  tend, 
Path,  motive,  guide,  original,  and  end. 

292  7s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

1  Light  of  Life,  Seraphic  Fire, 
Love  Di\^ue,  thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 
Shme  in  every  drooping  heart ! 


^3  INWARD    RELIGION. 

Eveiy  mournful  sinner  cheer ; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  ; 
Love  of  God,  appear,  appear ! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come,  in  this  accepted  hour ; 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  ! 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 

Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less ; 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace ! 

293  L.  M.  6 1.  Wesley's  Col. 

iFor  t|)c  IBircctfon  of  (Kotr's  Sjpfrit. 

1  Leader  of  Israel's  host,  and  guide 
Of  all  who  seek  the  land  above, 
Beneath  thy  shadow  we  abide, 
The  cloud  of  thy  protecting  love ; 

Our  strengtli  thy  grace,  our  rule  thy  Word, 
Our  end  the  glory  of  the  Lord. 

2  By  thine  unerring  Spirit  led, 
We  shall  not  in  the  desert  stray; 
We  shall  not  full  dkection  need, 
Nor  miss  our  providential  way ; 
As  far  from  danger  as  from  fear. 
While  love,  almighty  love,  is  near. 


INWARD    RELIGION^.  294,  295 

294  L.  M.  G 1.  C.  Wesley. 

ifor  tl)c  )-nfliicnrcs  of  tjc  Spirit. 

1  I  WA>^T  the  spirit  of  power  within, 
Of  love,  and  of  a  heahhful  mind ; 
Of  power  to  conquer  every  sin. 
Of  love  to  God  and  all  mankind ; 
Of  health  that  pain  and  death  defies, 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 

2  O  that  the  Comforter  would  come. 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 
But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 
And  keep  possession  of  my  breast ; 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God ! 

295  C.  M.  Watts. 

33rcat!)fng  after  t\)c  JIJoIi)  Spirt t. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers. 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Li  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 


296  INWARD    RELIGION. 

3  Come,  Holy  S])irit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviom-'s  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

296  L.  M.  Dryden. 

"Creator  Spirft.'* 

1  Oh  !  Som*ce  of  uncreated  light ! 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  raised  from  night ; 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy ; 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free. 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

3  Cleanse  and  refine  our  earthly  parts. 
Inflame  ai>d  sanctify  our  hearts. 
Our  fi-ailties  help,  our  vice  control, 
Submit  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

4  Thrice  holy  Fount !  thrice  holy  Fire  I 
Our  hearts  vrith  heavenly  love  inspire  ; 
Make  us  eternal  truths  receive. 

Aid  us  to  live  as  we  believe. 

5  Chase  from  our  path  each  noxious  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow  ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray. 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  way. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  207,    298 

297  L.  M.  Beddome. 

CcacMngs  of  tt)c  <Spfrft. 

1  Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light, 
Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night. 

The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 
The  glorious  truth  thy  Word  reveals ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way ; 
The  book  unfold,  unloose  the  seals. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know, 
The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love. 

The  emptiness  of  things  below, 
The  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  Wliile  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 
Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad. 
To  show  the  dangers  of  the  way. 

And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

298  L.  M.  61.        Methodist  Col. 

Aspiration. 

]  Father,  thy  bomidless  love  to  me. 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare  ; 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee. 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there  : 


298 


INWARD    RELIGION. 


Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  I  am ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame  ! 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 
May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone : 
O  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole, 
My  joy,  my  treasm-e,  and  my  cro^\^i ; 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove ; 
My  every  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  O  Love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray  ! 
All  pain  before  thy  presence  flies ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 
Where'er  thy  healmg  beams  arise  : 
O  Father,  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire  or  seek,  but  thee  ! 

4  Unwearied  may  I  this  pursue. 
Dauntless  to  this  high  prize  aspire  ; 
Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 
This  holy  flame,  this  heavenly  fire  ; 
And  day  and  night  be  all  my  care 
To  guard  the  sacred  treasure  there. 

5  O  that  I,  as  a  little  child. 

May  follow  thee,  and  never  rest 
Till  sweetly  thou  hast  breath'd  a  mild 
And  lowly  mind  into  my  breast ; 
Nor  ev^er  may  we  parted  be, 
Till  I  become  as  one  with  thee. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  299 

6  Still  let  thy  love  point  out  my  way ! 

^How  wond'rous  things  thy  love  hath  wrought ! 
Still  lead  me,  lest  I  go  astray ; 
Direct  my  word,  insph-e  my  thought ; 
And  if  I  fall,  soon  may  I  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

7  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace ; 
111  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
Fatlier,  m  that  im])ortant  hour, 

In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 

299  L.   M.  G  1.  3IETH0DIST   CoL. 

^spfratfon. 

1  Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth,  unfathom'd,  no  man  knows ; 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light. 
Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose  : 
3Iy  heait  is  pained,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  finds  rest  in  thee. 

"2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 
The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove ; 
And  fain  I  would ;  but  though  my  will 
Seems  fix'd,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove ; 
Yet  hind'rances  strew  all  the  way ; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 


299  INWARD    RELIGION. 

3  '  Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee ; 
Yet  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see ; 
O  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend ! 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone. 
The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ! 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free. 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

5  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart. 
To  save  me  from  low-thoughted  care ; 
Chase  this  self-will  through  all  my  heart. 
Through  all  its  latent  mazes  there : 
Make  me  thy  duteous  child,  that  I 
Ceaseless  may  "  Abba,  Father,"  cry. 

6  Ah  no !  ne'er  will  I  backward  turn ; 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  I  am ; 
Tlu-ice  happy  he  who  views  with  scorn 
Earth's  toys,  —  for  thee  his  constant  flame 
O  help,  that  I  may  never  move 

From  the  blest  footsteps  of  thy  love. 

7  Each  moment  di*aw  from  earth  away 
My  heart  that  lowly  waits  thy  call ; 
Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 
"I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All! " 


INWARD    RELIGION.  300,  301 

To  feel  thy  power,  to  hear  thy  voice. 
To  taste  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

300  7  &  6s.  31.       Methodist  Col. 

Aspiration. 

1  Give  me  the  enlarged  desire 

And  open,  Lord,  my  soul. 
Thy  own  fulness  to  acquire, 

And  comprehend  the  whole : 
Stretch  my  faith's  capacity 

Wider  and^yet  wider  still ; 
Then  with  all  that  is  in  thee 

3Iy  soul  forever  fill ! 

301  7s.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

Slspfrntfon. 

1  Since  the  Son  hath  made  me  fi-ee. 
Let  me  taste  my  liberty ; 
Thee  behold  with  open  face, 
Triumph  in  tliy  saving  grace ; 
Thy  great  will  delight  to  prove. 
Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

"2  Abba,  Father!  hear  thy  cliild. 
Late  in  Jesus  reconciled ; 
Hear,  and  all  the  graces  shower. 
All  the  joy,  and  peace,  and  power. 
All  my  Saviour  asks  above. 
All  the  life  and  heaven  of  love. 


302  INWARD    RELIGION. 

3  Lord,  I  can  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  the  blessing  thou  bestow : 
Hear  my  Advocate  Divine ! 
Lo !  to  his  my  suit  T  join  ; 
Joined  to  his,  it  cannot  fail : 
Bless  me  ;  for  I  will  prevail ! 

4  Heavenly  Father,  Life  Divine, 
Change  my  nature  into  thine ! 
Move  and  spread  throughout  my  soul 
Actuate  and  fill  the  whole ! 

Be  it  I  no  longer  now 
Living  in  the  flesh,  but  Thou. 

5  Holy  Ghost  no  more  delay ! 
Come,  and  in  thy  temple  stay ! 
Now  thine  inward  witness  bear, 
Strong,  and  permanent,  and  clear : 
Spring  of  Life,  thyself  impart : 
Rise  eternal  in  my  heart ! 

302  L.  M.  6 1.       Methodist  Col. 

2.0l)C  to   ©^Ot!. 

1  Thee  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my  tower ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown; 
Thee  will  I  love,  w  itii  all  my  power. 
In  all  thy  works,  and  thee  alone : 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fills  my  whole  soul  with  chaste  desire. 


I?rWARD    RELIGION.  302 

2  All !  why  did  I  so  late  thee  kiiow, 
Thee,  lovelier  thau  the  sons  of  men  ? 
Ah !  why  did  I  no  sooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  ease  in  pain  ? 
Ashamed  I  sigh,  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  so  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darkness  willingly  I  strayed ; 

I  sought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  roved ; 

Far  wide  my  wand'ring  thoughts  were  spread ; 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  loved  : 

And  now  if  more  at  length  I  see, 

'Tis  through  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 

4  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shined ; 
I  thank  thee,  who  hast  overtlu-o^Mi 
My  foes,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind ; 
I  thank  thee,  whose  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

5  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race,  , 
Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray ; 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  steady  pace 

Still  to  press  forward  in  thy  way ; 
3Iy  soul  and  heart,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Fill,  satiate,  with  thy  heavenly  light. 

6  Give  to  mine  eyes  refi-eshing  tears ; 
Give  to  my  heart  chaste,  hallowed  fii'es ; 
Give  to  my  soul,  with  filial  fears, 

The  love  that  all  heaven's  host  inspires ; 


203  INWARD    RELIGION. 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

7  Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown. 
Or  smile,  —  thy  sceptre,  or  thy  rod : 
What  though  my  flesh  and  heart  decay. 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day  ! 

303  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

^TIjc  Soul  Saeturnmg  to  ^oij, 

1  Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest. 

From  vain  pursuits  and  maddening  cares ; 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
The  world's  allm-ements,  toils  and  snares. 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul. 

From  all  the  wandermgs  of  thy  thought ; 
From  sickness  unto  death  made  whole ; 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return. 
From  passions  every  hour  at  strife  ; 
Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn. 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 

4  God  is  thy  rest ;  —  with  heart  inclined 
To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest ;  —  with  lowly  mind, 
His  hght  and  easy  yoke  receive. 


INWARD    RELIGION.  d04,  UO 

304  7  &  6s.  M.     Methodist  Col. 

(Diuict  llclfflfon. 

1  Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear. 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
Bid  my  quiet  spirit  hear 

Tlie  comlbrt  of  thy  voice ; 
Never  in  the  whirlwind  found, 

Or  where  earthcjuakes  rock  the  place, 
Still  and  silent  is  the  sound. 

The  whisper  of  thy  grace. 

2  From  the  world  of  sin,  and  noise, 

And  hurry,  I  withdraw ; 
For  the  small  and  inward  voice 

I  wait  with  humble  awe  ; 
Silent  am  I  now  and  still, 

Dare  not  in  thy  presence  move ; 
To  my  waiting  soul  reveal 

The  secret  of  thy  love. 

305  L.  M.  Watts. 

2>ctivcmcnt  antr  i^ctiftatfon. 

1  jMy  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee : 
iVmidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

18 


306  INWARD    RELIGION. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Wliy  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense : 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence : 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone : 

Li  secret  silence  of  the  mind. 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

306  C.    M.  COWPER. 

a*eligious  3Evetirement. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord !  I  flee. 

From  strife  knd  tumult  far ; 
From  scenes,  where  sin  is  wagmg  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade. 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem,  by  thy  sw  eet  bounty,  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  sphit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode  ; 
O  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love. 
She  communes  with  her  God. 


I.VWARD    RELIGION. 


307 


4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary-  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life. 

Sweet  source  of  hght  divine,  , 

And  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 
My  Father  —  thou  art  mine  1 

;i07  C.  M.  Moore. 

Jljcabrn  Scsiveti. 

1  The  dove,  let  loose  in  Eastern  skies, 
Returning  fondly  home. 
Ne'er  stoops  to  earth  her  wing,  nor  flies, 
Where  idler  warblers  roam ;  — 

•2  But  high  she  shoots  through  air  and  light  — 
Above  all  low  delay, 
Where  nothing  earthly  bounds  her  flight, 
Nor  shadow  dims  her  way. 

:3  So  grant  me.  Lord,  from  every  snare 
Of  sinful  passion  free. 
Aloft,  through  faith's  serener  air 
To  m*ge  my  coiu-se  to  thee  ; 

4  No  sin  to  cloud,  no  lure  to  stay 
My  soul,  as  home  she  springs ; 
Thy  sunshine  on  her  joyful  way, 
Thy  freedom  on  her  wings. 


308,  309  INWARD    RELIGION. 

308  L.   M.  MONTGOMERV. 

^preparation  for  ?^eal)en. 

1  Heaven  is  a  place  of  rest  from  sin, 
But  all  who  hope  to  enter  there, 
•      Must  here  that  holy  course  begin. 

Which  shall  their  souls  for  rest  prepare. 

.2  Clean  hearts,  O  God,  in  us  create, 
Right  spirits,  Lord,  in  us  renew ; 
Commence  we  now  that  higher  state, 
Now  do  thy  will  as  angels  do. 

3  In  Jesus'  footsteps  may  we  tread, 
Learn  every  lesson  of  his  love ; 
And  be  from  grace  to  glory  led, 
From  heaven  below  to  heaven  above. 

309  C.  M.  Watts. 
Bfit  l^ope  of  ?^cabcn  our  ^upjport. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Let  cares,  hke  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
3Iay  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all  — 


INWARD    RELIGION.  310 

3  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

310  '^^^  ^^'  Methodist  Col. 

3;txtoartJ  Jons. 

1  Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord, 
Ever  faithful  to  thy  word, 
We  have  felt  thy  mercy  too ; 
We,  O  Lord  !  have  found  thee  true ! 
See,  these  baiTcn  souls  of  ours 
Bloom,  and  put  forth  fi-uits  and  flowers, 
Flowers  of  Eden,  fruits  of  grace,, 
Peace  and  joy  and  righteousness. 

Q  Hark !  the  wastes  have  found  a  voice. 
Lonely  deserts  now  rejoice  ! 
Gladsome  hallelujahs  sing ; 
All  around  with  praises  ring ! 
Blind  we  were,  but  now  we  see : 
Deaf;  we  hearken  now  to  thee  : 
Dumb;  for  thee  our  tongues  employ: 
Lame ;  and  lo  I  we  leap  for  joy. 

*3  Faint  we  were,  and  parched  with  drought, 
Water,  at  thy  word,  gushed  out: 
Streams  of  grace  our  tliirst  repress  — 
Starting  from  the  wilderness. 


310  INWARD    RELIGION. 

Still  we  long  thy  grace  to  know  — 
Here,  forever,  let  it  flow ; 
Lead  us  in  the  way  of  peace. 
In  the  path  of  righteousness. 

4  There  the  simple  cannot  stray ; 
Babes,  though  blind,  may  find  the  way. 
Find,  nor  ever  thence  depart, 

Safe  in  lowliness  of  heart ; 
Far  from  fear,  from  danger  far ; 
No  devouring  beast  is  there  ; 
There  the  humble  walks  secure, 
God  hath  made  his  footsteps  sure. 

5  Come,  and  all  our  sorrows  chase, 
Wipe  the  tears  from  eveiy  face ; 
Gladness  let  us  now  obtain. 
Partners  of  thine  endless  reign. 
Death,  the  latest  foe,  destroy ; 
Sorrow  then  shall  yield  to  joy ; 
Gloomy  grief  shall  flee  aAvay, 
Swallowed  up  in  endless  day. 


©iittt)ar&  Ucligion^ 


31 1  L.  M.  Watts. 

3^clf0ion  HvpressctJ  in  3HU. 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride, 

While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope. 


312 


OUTWARD    RELIGION. 


The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

312  C.  M.  Watts. 

C!i:f)tistian  IM^arfare. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ? 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ? 
Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
And  sailed  through  stormy  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  not  I  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  low  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die ; 
They  view  tlie  triumjih  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 


OUTWARD    RELIGIO".  313 

G  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

313  C.    M.  GiSBOR-VE. 

€1)0  (tljvfstfan's  Hifc. 

1  A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  won 

To  new  commencing  strife  : 
A  pilgrim's,  restless  as  the  sun  ;  — 
Behold  the  Christian's  life ! 

2  The  hosts  of  darkness  pant  for  spoil  — 

How  can  our  warfare  close?  — 
Lonely  we  tread  a  foreign  soil  — 
How  can  we  hope  repose  ? 

3  O !  let  us  seek  our  heavenly  home, 

Revealed  in  sacred  lore  ; 
The  land  whence  pilgrims  never  roam, 
Where  soldiers  war  no  more  ; 

4  Where  grief  shall  never  wound,  nor  death. 

Beneath  the  Saviour's  reign  ; 
Nor  sin,  with  pestilential  ])reath. 
His  holy  realm  profane ; 

5  The  land  where,  suns  and  moons  unknown. 

And  night's  alternate  sway, 
Jehovah's  ever-burning  throne 
Upholds  unbroken  day ; 


314 


OUTWARD    RELIGION. 


6  Wliere  they  who  meet  shall  never  pait ; 
Where  grace  achieves  its  plan ; 
And  God,  uniting  every  heart, 
Dwells  face  to  face  with  man. 

314  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

S^|)e  €:i)ristian  Bate. 

1  Awake,  my  soul!  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ;  — 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright. 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 


OUTWARD    RELIGION.  315 

315  L.  M.  Watts. 

STfje  €t)cistiaii  jClace. 

1  Awake,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears, 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ! 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  Ti-ue,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road. 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young. 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlastmg  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 
Om-  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply. 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air. 
We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 


316  OUTWARD    RELIGION. 

316  L.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  danger  threatening  stands. 
Mustering  his  pale,  terrific  bands ; 
There  pleasure's  silken  banners  spread. 
And  Avilling  souls  are  captive  led. 

3  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage. 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

4  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round ; 
Beware  of  all ;  guard  every  part ; 

But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

5  Come  then,  my  soul !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield ; 
Put  on  the  armor  from  above. 

Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 

0  The  teiTor  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell; 
The  Man  of  Calvary  triumphed  here ;  — 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 


OUTWARD    RELIGION.  317 

317  7s.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

CSootr  SLffJorfes. 

1  Father  of  our  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind. 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 
Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  tlie  busy  walks  of  men. 

Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  again. 

2  Lord,  what  offering  shall  we  bring, 
At  thine  altars  when  we  bow? 
Hearts,  the  pure  unsullied  spring. 
Whence  the  kind  affections  flow ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control. 
Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast ; 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind. 
Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind. 
Charity,  with  liberal  store : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heavenly  King, 
Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring, 
Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 


318,  319  OUTWARD    RELIGION. 

ol8  L.  M.  Drummo-xd. 

jFaitt)  toftjout  55®otfes  is  ©eati. 

1  As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  ban-en  trees,  decayed  and  dead. 
Is  faith ;  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing. 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 


2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wme. 
One  tear-tlrop  shed  on  mercy's  slu'ine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee. 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

319  C.  M.  Smart. 

1  Father  of  light,  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide ; 

And  when  I  go  astray. 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  w  ay. 

2  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 
To  keep  my  end  in  sight ; 
And  while  I  tread  life's  mazy  track; 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 


OUTWARD    RELIGION. 


3Q0 


4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  w  arm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart ; 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  I 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersed 
In  endless  light  above. 

:i20  C.  M.  Pope. 

Z\){:  Onibcrsal  ^Srancr. 

1  Father  of  all !  in  every  age. 

In  every  clime,  adored. 
By  saint,  by  savage,  and  by  sage, 
Jehovah,  Jove,  or  Lord !  — 

2  Thou  great  First  Cause,  least  understood, 

Who  all  my  sense  confined 
To  know  but  this,  —  that  thou  art  good, 
And  that  myself  am  blmd ;  — 

3  What  conscience  dictates  to  be  done, 

Or  warns  me  not  to  do. 
This  teach  me  more  than  hell  to  shun, 
That  more  than  heaven  pursue. 

4  Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  span 

Thy  goodness  let  me  bound, 
Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man. 
When  thousand  worlds  are  round. 


321  OUTWARD    RELIGION. 

5  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart 

Still  in  the  right  to  stay ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 

6  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 

Or  impious  discontent 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

7  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  wo, 

To  hide  the  fault  I  see ; 

That  mercy  I  to  others  show. 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 

8  This  day  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot : 

All  else. beneath  the  sun 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestowed  or  not ; 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

9  To  thee,  whose  temple  is  all  space, 

Whose  altar,  earth,  sea,  skies, 
One  chorus  let  all  being  raise ! 
All  nature's  incense  rise ! 

321  L.  M.  Scott. 

iForms  Tarn  toitljout  Vtxtuc, 

1  The  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee, 
Are  but  vain  homage.  Lord,  to  thee : 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 


OUTWARD    RELIGION. 


322 


2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal, 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 
Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

3  The  pure,  tlie  humljle,  contrite  mind. 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 
Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields. 

322  S.  M.  Herbert. 

Boma  all  to  tijc  Glorji  of  CSot). 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 

In  all  things  thee  to  see ; 
And  what  I  do  in  any  thing. 
To  do  it  as  for  thee! 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 

While  still  to  thee  I  tend ; 
In  all  I  do  be  thou  the  way,  — 
In  all  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake : 

Nothing  so  small  can  be. 
But  di-aws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 

Even  servile  labors  shine ; 
Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause, 
The  meanest  work  divine. 
19 


323,  324  OUTWARD  religion. 

323  C.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 
E'^S  ^InQtiom  Come. 

1  Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 

And  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  every  understanding  mind 
Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  grace, 

To  every  heart  of  man : 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
In  all  om-  bosoms  reign. 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends. 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  om-  souls  bring  in. 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace. 

Which  can  no  more  remove ; 
The  perfect  powers  of  Godliness, 
The  omnipotence  of  Love. 

324  L.  M.  Heber. 

1  The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round. 
From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year. 
And  warns  us  each,  with  awful  sound, 
"  No  longer  stand  ye  idle  here ! 


OUTWARD    RELIGIO-X.  325 

2  "  Ye,  whose  young  cheeks  are  rosy-bright, 
Whose  hands  are  strong,  whose  hearts  are  clear, 
Waste  not  of  hope  the  morning  light ! 

All,  fools,  why  stand  ye  idle  here  ? 

3  "  O,  if  the  griefs  ye  would  assuage 
That  wait  on  life's  declining  year, 
Secui'e  a  blessing  for  your  age, 

And  work  your  Maker's  business  here  ! 

4  "  And  ye,  whose  locks  of  scanty  gray 
Foretell  your  latest  travail  near. 
How  swiftly  fades  your  worthless  day  I 
And  stand  ye  yet  so  idle  here  ?  " 

5  O  Thou,  by  all  thy  works  adored. 
To  whom  the  sinner's  soul  is  dear. 
Recall  us  to  thy  vineyard.  Lord, 

And  grant  us  grace  to  please  thee  here ! 

325  L.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

?S[?fstrom  anti  Virtue  sougt)!  from  ^oH, 

1  Supreme  and  universal  light  I 
Foimtain  of  reason !  Judge  of  right ! 
Parent  of  good !  whose  blessings  flow 
On  all  above  and  all  below ;  — 

2  Assist  us.  Lord,  to  act,  to  be, 
What  nature  and  thy  laws  decree ; 
W'orthy  that  intellectual  flame. 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came. 


326  OUTWARD    RELIGION. 

3  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim, 
But  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

4  O  Father,  grace  and  virtue  grant; 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want : 
To  know,  to  sen^e  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below,  —  is  bliss  above. 

326  L.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

jFor  Steattmess  of  3Ptfixcfjple. 

1  Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tears. 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat,  — 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord,  a  heavenly  ray, 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  power, 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  me  the  flattering  paths  to  shun, 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run, 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  May  never  pleasure,  wealth,  or  pride, 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside. 
But,  through  this  maze  of  mortal  ill, 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill. 


OUTWARD    RELIGIO".  327,  328 

327  L.  M.  Scott. 
€:t)aritable  SJutramntt. 

1  All-seeing  God !  'tis  thine  to  know 

The  springs  whence  wrong  opmions  flow ; 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  among  men,  gi*eat  Lord  of  all. 
Thy  senaiit  to  his  bar  shall  call  ? 
Judge  him,  for  modes  of  faith,  thy  foe, 
And  doom  him  to  the  realms  of  wo  ? 

3  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Trusting  thy  grace,  we  form  our  own, 
And  bow  to  thy  conmiands  alone. 

4  If  AVTong,  correct ;  accept,  if  right ; 
While  faithful,  Ave  improve  our  light. 
Condemning  none,  but  zealous  still 
To  learn  and  follow  aft  thy  will. 

328  C.  M.  Needham. 

^otJcration. 

1  Happy  the  man,  whose  cautious  steps 
Still  keep  the  golden  mean ; 
Whose  life,  by  wisdom's  rules  well  formed. 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 


329    .  OUTWARD    RELIGION. 

2  To  sect  or  party  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confined ; 
The  good  he  loves  of  every  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

3  His  business  is  to  keep  his  heart ; 

Each  passion  to  control ; 

Nobly  ambitious  w^ell  to  rule 

The  empire  of  his  soul. 

4  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  set, 

His  treasure  is  above ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  sovereign  good 
Can  claim  his  highest  love. 

329  S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

2^atcf)in3,  ^rager,  an^  33erscberance. 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  tlie  sky ; 
To  serve  the  present  age. 

My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O  may  it  all  my  povs^ers  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  w^ill ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And,  O !  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
The  sti-ict  account  to  give : 


OUTWARD    RELIGION.  330 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely : 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forsaken  die. 

330  L.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

Exvit  Hengtl)  of  Hffc. 

1  Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 
Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on, 
Man's  busy  generations  pass, 

And  while  we  gaze,  their  forms  are  gone. 

2  "He  lived,  —  he  died;"  behold  the  sum, 
The  abstract  of  the  historian's  page ! 
Alike  in  God's  all-seeing  eye, 

The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 

3  O  Father !  in  whose  mighty  hand 
The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie. 
Teach  us  thy  boon  of  life  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly ; 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 
With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds; 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night, 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 


;331  OUTWARD    RELIGION. 

831  S.  M.  Methodist  Col. 

JFor  Jgoliness. 

1  The  thing  my  God  doth  hate 

That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  agam  create, 

And  all  my  soul  renew : 
My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 

Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And,  sanctified  by  love  divine. 

Forever  cease  from  sin. 


Father,  to  me  impart ; 
The  Spirit's  law^  of  life  divine, 

P  write  it  in  my  heart ! 
Implant  it  deep  within. 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove. 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin. 

The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3  Thy  nature  be  my  law. 

Thy  spotless  sanctity. 
And  sweetly  every  moment  di'aw 

My  happy  soul  to  thee. 
Soul  of  my  soul  remain ! 

Who  didst  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfil  again 

My  heavenly  Father's  Avill. 


PART  III. 


iltisccllmtcous  Subjects. 


332  S.  M.  Anonymous. 

Baptism  of  a  Cijntr. 

1  To  thee,  O  God  in  Heaven, 

This  Httle  one  we  bring, 
Giving  to  thee  what  thou  hast  given, 
Our  dearest  offering. 

2  Into  a  world  of  toil 

These  little  feet  will  roam, 
■yVliere  sin  its  purity  may  soil. 
Where  care  and  grief  may  come. 

3  O  then,  let  thy  pure  love, 

With  influence  serene. 
Come  do^vn,  like  water,  from  above 
To  comfort  and  make  clean. 


333,  334  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

OOO  S.  M.  Anonymous. 

aSajjtfsni  of  €!)iltrrcn. 

1  To  Him  who  children  blessed, 

And  suffered  them  to  come, 
To  Hun  who  took  them  to  his  breast 
We  bring  these  children  home. 

2  To  thee,  O  God,  whose  face, 

Theu-  spirits  still  behold, 
We  bring  them,  praying  that  thy  gi*ace 
May  keep,  thine  arms  enfold. 

3  And  as  this  water  falls 

On  each  unconscious  brow. 

Thy  holy  spirit  grant,  O  Lord ! 

To  keep  them  pure  as  now. 

334  C.  M.  Emily  Taylor. 

©uttoartr  antr  Kntoar^  3LiU, 

I  There  's  life  abroad ;  —  from  each  green  tree 

A  busy  murmur  swells ; 
The  bee  is  up  at  early  dawn 

Stirring  the  cowslip-bells. 
There  's  motion  in  the  lightest  leaf 

That  trembles  on  the  stream ; 
The  insect  scarce  an  instant  rests. 

Light  dancing  in  the  beam. 


MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS.  335 

2  All  speak  of  life  ;  and  louder  still 

The  spirit  speaks  within, 
O'erpowering,  with  its  strong,  deep  voice, 

The  world's  incessant  din : 
There  's  life  without ;  and,  better  far. 

Within  there  's  life  and  power, 
And  liberty  of  heart  and  mind 

To  love,  believe,  adore. 

335  L.  M.  Jung  Stilling. 

(Gobi's  CJufDance. 

1  Thou,  who  upon  the  eternal  throne. 
Dost  weigh  the  fates  of  all  l)elow. 
And  ever  wear'st  the  radiant  crown 
Of  worlds  unnumbered  round  thy  brow : 
Thy  wisdom  formed  the  plan  sublime 
Of  what  man's  future  com'se  shall  be ; 
The  path  didst  shew  which  I  must  climb 
To  reach  my  final  destiny. 

'2  Till  then  let  power  Divine  protect, 
And  heavenly  peace  my  spu-it  cheer. 
My  footsteps  here  below  dkect. 
Till  I  before  thy  face  appear. 
The  present  seed  I  now  shall  sow 
To  ripen  for  eternity, 
O  let  it  to  perfection  grow, 
Then  take  thy  pilgrim  home  to  thee. 


336,  337  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

336  L'  M.  Hymns  and  Anthems. 

mm- 

1  O'er  silent  field,  and  lonely  lawn, 
Her  dusky  mantle  night  hath  drawn ; 
At  twilight's  holy,  heartfelt  hour, 

In  man  his  better  soul  hath  power. 

2  The  passions  are  at  peacs  within. 
And  still  each  stormy  thought  of  sin  — 
The  yielding  bosom  overawed, 
Breathes  love  to  man  and  love  to  God. 

337  8  &  7s.  M.  R.  Robinson. 
CKotr  tSe  Creator. 

1  Mighty  God !  while  angels  bless  thee. 

May  an  infant  lisp  thy  name ! 
Lord  of  men,  as  well  as   angels, 
Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 

2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation. 

Ancient  of  eternal  days ! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise : 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature  — 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought ; 
For  created  works  of  power  — 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought : 


MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS.  338,  339 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain ; 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow,  — 
Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

338  ^s.  31.        Sarah  F.  Adams. 
Dciiis  anTi  Ccars. 

1  Gently  fall  the  dews  of  eve. 

Raising  still  tlie  languid  flowers; 
Sweetly  flow  the  tears  that  grieve 
O'er  a  mourner's  stricken  hours. 

2  Blessed  tears  and  dews  that  yet 

Lift  us  nearer  unto  heaven ! 
Let  us  still  His  praise  repeat, 
Who  in  mercy  all  hath  given. 

339  C.   M.  BUNTAIS. 

?^umilft»  antr  (Contentment. 

1  He  that  is  down  need  fear  no  fall, 

He  that  is  low  no  pride  ; 
He  that  is  humble  ever  shall 
Have  God  to  be  his  guide. 

2  Fulness  to  such,  a  burden  is, 

That  go  on  pilgrimage ; 
Here  little,  and  hereafter  bliss, 
Is  best  from  age  to  age. 


340,  341  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

340  '  7s.  M.  St.  Gregory. 

1  Source  of  light  and  life  divine ! 
Thou  didst  cause  the  light  to  shine ; 
Thou  didst  bring  thy  sunbeams  forth 
O'er  thy  new-created  earth. 

2  Shade  of  night,  and  mornmg  ray, 
Took  from  thee  the  name  of  day : 
Now  again  the  shades  are  nigh 
Listen  to  our  mournful  cry. 

3  May  we  ne'er,  by  guilt  depressed, 
Lose  the  way  to  endless  rest ; 
May  no  thoughts,  corrupt  and  vain. 
Draw  our  souls  to  earth  again. 

4  Rather  hft  them  to  the  skies. 
Where  our  much-loved  treasure  lies ; 
Help  us  in  our  daily  strife, 

Make  us  struggle  into  life. 

341  C.  M.  H.  Martineau. 

^11  iUm  are  SHqtial. 

1  All  men  are  equal  in  their  birth, 
Heirs  of  the  earth  and  skies ; 
All  men  are  equal  when  that  earth 
Fades  from  their  dying  eyes. 


MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS.  342 

2  God  meets  tlie  throngs  "svlio  pay  theii'  vows 

In  courts  their  hands  have  made ; 
And  hears  the  worshipper  who  bows 
Beneath  the  plantain-shade. 

3  'Tis  man  alone  who  difference  sees, 

And  speaks  of  high  and  low, 
And  worships  those,  and  tramples  these, 
While  the  same  path  they  go. 

4  O,  let  man  hasten  to  restore 

To  all  their  rights  of  love  ; 
In  power  and  wealth  exult  no  more ; 
In  wisdom  lowly  move. 

5  Ye  great !  renounce  your  earth-born  pride ; 

Ye  low !  your  shame  and  fear : 
Live,  as  ye  worship,  side  by  side ; 
Your  brotherhood  revere. 

342  7s.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

^  Ctjristfan's  Son. 

1  Jot  there  is,  that,  seated  deep. 
Leaves  not  when  we  sigh  or  weep  ; 
Spreads  itself  in  virtuous  deeds, 
Sighs  for  wo,  in  pity  bleeds. 

2  Stern  and  awful  are  its  tones 
When  the  patriot-maityr  groans, 
And  the  death-pulse  beating  high 
Rapture  blends  ^vith  agony. 

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343  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

3  Tenderer  is  the  form  it  wears, 

Touched  with  love,  dissolved  in  tears, 
When  the  meek  their  Saviour  greet, 
Bending  at  the  mercy-seat. 

343  C.  M.  Peabody, 

^  ^Srfstfan's  Bcati). 

1  Behold  the  western  evening  light  — 

It  melts  in  deeper  gloom ; 
So  calm  the  righteous  sink  away. 

Descending  to  the  tomb. 
The  winds  breathe  low,  —  the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree ; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath 

When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

2  How  beautiful,  on  all  the  hills, 

The  crimson  light  is  shed ! 
'Tis  like  the  peace  the  dying  gives 

To  mourners  round  his  bed. 
How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast ! 
So  sweet  the  memory  left  behind. 

When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

3  And  lo !  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper-star  appears! 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 
Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 


MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS.  344,  345 

Night  falls,  but  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore  ; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 

Shall  wake  to  close  no  more. 

344  C.  M.  Dale. 

?^ap|)5  Dcatl)  of  a  Ctiristfan. 

1  Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear, 

We  would  not  weep  for  thee ; 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear,  — 
It  is  —  that  thou  art  free. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 

The  tears  of  love  restrain  ; 
O !  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 
Could  wish  thee  here  again ! 

3  Gently  the  passing  spirit  fled, 

Sustained  by  grace  divine : 
O  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 
And  make  our  end  like  thine. 

345  L.  M.  W.  J.  Fox. 

Criumpl)  of  STrutf)  antr  ©footrnws. 

1  The  sage  his  cup  of  hemlock  quaffed. 
And  calmly  drained  the  fatal  draught : 
Such  pledge  did  Grecian  justice  give 
To  one  who  taught  them  how  to  live. 


346  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

2  The  Christ,  in  piety  assured, 

The  anguish  of  his  cross  endured : 
Such  pangs  did  Jewish  bigots  try 
On  him  who  taught  us  how  to  die. 

3  Mid  prison-walls,  the  sage  could  trust 
That  men  would  grow  more  wise  and  just ; 
From  Calvary's  mount,  the  Christ  could  see 
The  dawn  of  immortality. 

4  Who  know  to  live,  and  know  to  die, 
Their  souls  are  safe,  their  triumph  nigh : 
Power  may  oppress,  and  priestcraft  ban ; 
Justice  and  faith  are  God  in  man. 

346  T's.  M.  Beaumont. 

I-nbjarti  33cacc. 

1  As  earth's  pageant  passes  by, 
Let  reflection  turn  thine  eye 
Liward,  and  observe  thy  breast ; 
There  alone  dwells  solid  rest. 

6  That 's  a  close  immured  tower, 
Which  can  mock  all  hostile  power ; 
To  thyself  a  tenant  be, 
And  inhabit  safe  and  free. 

3  Say  not  that  this  house  is  small, 
Girt  up  in  a  narrow  wall ; 
In  a  cleanly,  sober  mind. 
Heaven  itself  full  room  doth  find. 


MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS.  347,  348 

4  The  infinite  Creator  can 

Dwell  in  it ;  and  may  not  man  ? 
Here,  content,  make  thy  abode 
With  thyself  and  with  thy  God. 

347  7s.  M.  Beaumont. 


1  Hope,  though  slow  slie  be,  and  late, 
Yet  outruns  swift  time  and  fate ; 
And  aforehand  loves  to  be 

With  most  remote  futurity. 

2  Hope  is  comfort  in  distress ; 
Hope  is  in  misfortune  bliss ; 
Hope,  in  sorrow,  is  delight ; 
Hope  is  day  in  darkest  night. 

3  Hope  casts  anchor  upward,  where 
Storms  durst  never  domineer ; 
Trust ;  and  Hope  will  welcome  thee 
From  storms  to  full  security. 

348  L.  M.  6  1.      Sarah  F.  Adams. 

t^f^S  ^^^  'b^  Bone. 

1  He  sendeth  sun,  he  sendeth  shower, 
Alike  they  're  needful  for  the  flower ; 
And  joys  and  tears  alike  are  sent 
To  give  the  soul  fit  nourishment. 


349  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

As  comes  to  me  or  cloud  or  sun, 
Father !  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done. 

2  Can  loving  childi-en  e'er  reprove 

With  murmurs,  whom  they  trust  and  love  ? 

Creator !  I  would  ever  be 

A  trusting,  loving  child  to  thee : 

As  comes  to  me  or  cloud  or  sun, 

Father !  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done. 

3  O  !  ne'er  will  I  at  life  repine  — 
Enough  that  thou  hast  made  it  mine. 
When  falls  the  shadow  cold  of  death, 
I  yet  will  sing  with  parting  breath. 
As  comes  to  me  or  shade  or  sun, 
Father !  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done. 

o49  L.  M.  Hymns  and  Anthems. 

1  Though  wandering  in  a  stranger-land, 
Though  on  the  waste  no  altar  stand, 
Take  comfort !  thou  art  not  alone, 

While  Faith  hath  marked  thee  for  her  own. 

2  Would'st  thou  a  temple  ?  look  above. 
The  heavens  stretch  over  all  in  love : 
A  book  ?  for  thine  evangel  scan 
The  wondrous  history  of  man. 


MISCELLA>EOUS    SUBJECTS.  350,  351 

3  And  though  no  organ-peal  be  heard, 
In  harmony  the  winds  are  stin-ed ; 
And  there  the  morning  stars  upraise 
Their  ancient  songs  of  deathless  praise. 

350  C.  M.  Robert  Nicoll. 
5I!onor  all  i«cn. 

1  I  3IAT  not  scorn  the  meanest  thing 

That  on  the  earth  doth  crawl ; 
The  slave  who  dares  not  burst  his  chain, 
The  tyrant  in  his  hall. 

2  The  vile  oppressor  who  hath  made 

The  widowed  mother  mourn, 
Though  worthless,  soulless,  he  may  stand, 
I  cannot,  dare  not  scorn. 

3  The  darkest  night  that  shrouds  the  sky 

Of  beauty  hath  a  share  ; 
The  blackest  heart  hath  signs  to  tell 
That  God  still  lingers  there. 

351  C.  M.         Sarah  F.  Adams. 

Ijast  anti  jFuture. 

1  O  HALLOWED  memories  of  the  past, 
Ye  legends  old  and  fair. 
Still  be  your  light  upon  us  cast, 
Your  music  on  the  air. 


352  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

2  For  hearts  the  beautiful  that  feel, 

Whose  pulse  of  love  beats  strong, 
The  openmg  heavens  new^  light  reveal. 
Glory  to  God,  their  song. 

3  And  while  from  out  our  dying  dust 

Light  more  than  life  doth  stream, 
We  bless  the  faith  that  bids  us  trust 
The  heaven  that  we  dream. 

4  Then,  hallowed  memories  of  the  past, 

Or  legends  old  and  fair, 
Still  be  your  light  upon  us  cast, 
Your  music  on  the  air. 

352  S.  M.  W.  J.  Fox. 

^Trutl)  ncbcr  JBieB, 

1  Once  in  the  busy  streets 

Did  Wisdom  cry  aloud ; 
And  then  she  perished,  mid  the  scoffs 
Of  the  misguided  crowd. 

2  Once  in  the  quiet  grove 

Did  Wisdom's  accents  charm ; 
And  then  she  perished  by  the  blows 
Of  Conquest's  iron  arm. 

3  But  ever,  in  the  skies. 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air. 
Does  Wisdom  teach  the  human  heart, 
And  none  can  crush  her  there. 


MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS.  353 

4  Systems  and  teachers  change, 
They  flourish  and  decay ; 
But  ne'er  from  Nature's  truth  and  love 
Shall  Wisdom  pass  away. 

353  L.  M.  6 1.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

€|)c  Xcimelcss  i?Harti)rs. 

1  The  kings  of  old  have  slu*ine  and  tomb 
In  many  a  minster's  haughty  gloom ; 
And  green,  along  the  ocean  side, 

The  mounds  arise  where  heroes  died ; 
But  shew  me  on  thy  flowery  breast, 
Earth !  where  thy  nameless  martyrs  rest ! 

2  The  thousands  that  uncheered  by  i)raise, 
Have  made  one  offering  of  their  days ; 
For  truth,  for  heaven,  for  freedom's  sake, 
Resigned  the  bitter  cup  to  take ; 

And  silently,  in  fearless  faith. 
Bowing  their  noble  souls  to  death. 

3  Where  sleep  they  ?     Woods  and  sounding  waves 
Ai*e  silent  of  those  hidden  graves ; 

Yet  what  if  no  light  footstep  there 
In  pilgrmi-love  and  awe  repair  — 
They  sleep  in  secret ;  but  their  sod, 
Unknown  to  man,  is  maiked  of  Go§ ! 


354  MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS. 

854  C.  M.         Sarah  F.  Adams. 

Il^opc  nci)cr  iSies. 

1  The  world  may  change  from  old  to  new, 

From  new  to  old  again ; 
Yet  hope  and  heaven,  forever  true, 

Within  man's  heart  remain. 
The  di'eams  that  bless  the  weaiy  soul. 

The  struggles  of  the  strong. 
Are  steps  towards  some  happy  goal. 

The  stoiy  of  hope's  song. 

2  Hope  leads  the  child  to  plant  the  flower, 

The  man  to  sow  the  seed ; 
Nor  leaves  fulfilment  to  her  horn*,  — 

But  prompts  again  to  deed. 
And  ere  uj)on  the  old  man's  dust 

The  grass  is  seen  to  wave, 
We  look  tlu'ough  falling  tears,  —  to  trust 

Hope's  sunshine  on  the  grave. 

3  O  no !  it  is  no  flattering  lure. 

No  fancy  weak  or  fond ; 
When  hope  would  bid  us  rest  secure 

Li  better  life  beyond. 
Nor  love,  nor  shame,  nor  grief,  nor  sin. 

Her  promise  may  gainsay ; 
The  voite  divine  hath  spoke  within, 

And  God  did  ne'er  betray. 


MISCELLANEOUS    SUBJECTS.  355 

355  7s.  M.  W.  J.  Fox. 

i3urposes  of  Hffc. 

1  Not  for  false  and  fleeting  joys, 
Pleasure  that  while  tasted  cloys ; 
Not  for  self-inflicted  avo 

Did  God  place  us  here  below : 

2  But  for  wisdom,  happiness. 
Blessed  life,  and  life  to  bless  — 
Love,  the  soul  of  deity, 

And  progress  through  eternity : 

3  For  cultured  earth  and  concpiered  wave. 
Fancy  bright,  and  science  grave. 
Mind  and  heart  with  blending  powers, 
Building  more  than  Eden's  bowers ; 

4  And  for  mutual  love  and  aid, 
Never  weary  nor  dismayed. 
Strength  renewing,  as  we  rise 
Upward  to  unchanging  skies. 


particular  iilctrcs* 


356  p.  31.  H.  Ware,  Jun. 

^Pvajcr  at  J^orning  anti  JEbeninfl. 

1  To  prayer,  to  prayer!  for  the  morning  breaks. 
And  earth  m  her  Maker's  smile  awakes : 

His  light  is  on  all  below  and  above  — 
The  light  of  gladness,  and  life,  and  love. 
O,  then,  on  the  breath  of  this  early  air. 
Send  upward  the  incense  of  grateful  prayer. 

2  To  prayer !  for  the  glorious  sun  is  gone. 

And  the  gathering  darkness  of  night  comes  on : 
Like  a  curtain  from  God's  kind  hand  it  flows. 
To  shade  the  couch  where  his  children  repose. 
Then  kneel,  while  the  watching  stars  are  bright. 
And  give  your  last  thoughts  to  the    Guardian   of 
niffht. 


PARTICULAR    METRES.  357 

357  P.  31.       Spirit  of  the  Ps. 

2:f)e  Jl^oli)  Cfijost  tt)c  Comforter. 

1  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue  ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  Guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

4  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Sofl;  as  the  breath  of  even. 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear. 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every-  victory  won. 
And  every  thought  of  holiness, 
Are  his  alone. 

6  Spu-it  of  purity  and  grace, 

Our  weakness,  pitjing,  see ; 
O,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  thee. 


358,  359  PARTICULAR    METRES. 

358  p.  M.  .  Heber. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  Almighty ! 

Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to  Thee ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy !  merciful  and  mighty ! 

All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  name  in  earth,  sky 
and  sea. 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy !  all  the  saints  adore  Thee, 

Castmg  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the 
glassy  sea ; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  before  Thee, 
Which  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shall  be. 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy !     Though  the  darkness  hide  Thee, 

Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  Thy  glory  may  not 
see. 
Only  Thou  art  holy,  there  is  none  beside  Thee, 
Perfect  m  power,  in  love,  and  purity ! 

359  ^  &  5s.  M.       Select  Hymns. 

aXeunion  in  ?i^eabcn. 

1  When  shall  we  meet  again  ? 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  Peace  wreath  her  chain, 
Round  us  forever  ? 


PARTICULAR    METRES.  359 

Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes  — 
Never  —  no,  Never  I 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow, 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow, 

Changeless  forever  ? 
.    Where  joys  celestial  tlirill. 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill  — 

Never  —  no,  Never ! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light, 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever : 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell. 
And  time  our  joys  dispel  — 

Never  —  no.  Never  I 

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again  — 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever ; 
Soon  will  Peace  wreath  her  chain 

Round  us  forever : 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 

Never  —  no.  Never ! 


360,  361  PARTICULAR    METRES. 

360  6s.  M.  Luther. 
Srje  3icatf)  of  plartgrs, 

1  Flung  to  the  heedless  winds, 

Or  on  the  waters  cast. 
Their  ashes  shall  be  watched, 

And  gathered  at  the  last : 
And  from  that  scattered  dust, 

Around  us  and  abroad. 
Shall  spring  a  plenteous  seed 

Of  witnesses  for  God. 

2  The  Father  hath  received 

Their  latest  living  breath; 
Yet  vain  is  Satan's  boast 

Of  victory  in  then*  death : 
Still,  still,  though  dead,  they  speak. 

And  trumpet-tongued,  proclaim 
To  many  a  wakening  land 

The  one  availing  name. 

361  6  &  5s.  M.  Anon. 

Scdtmfl  ^Protection. 

1  O  Thou  who  hearest  prayer. 
Through  his  submission, 
Who  did  our  sorrows  bear. 
Hear  our  petition : 


PARTICULAR    METRES.  362 

Lead  us  in  thine  own  way ; 
Grant  us,  we  humbly  praj', 
For  all  our  sins  this  day, 
Holy  contrition. 

2  They  shall  lie  down  in  peace, 

Lord,  whom  thou  keepest ; 
Thy  mercies  never  cease ; 

Thou  never  sleepest : 
Guard  us  till  morning's  ray, 
Bid  us  again  essay. 
Who  shall  pour  forth  the  lay. 

Loudest  and  deepest. 

362  C.   H.    M.  CO.VDER. 

Mcssctincss  of  <Sut)mfssfon  in  STrrals. 

1  When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God, 

In  trial's  fearful  hour. 
Bow,  all  resigned,  beneath  his  rod. 

And  bless  his  sparing  power, 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  O,  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet. 

Though  trials  fix  me  there, 
Is  still  a  privilege  most  sweet. 

For  he  will  hear  my  prayer; 
Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be. 
The  Lord  is  nigh  to  answer  me. 
21 


363  PARTICULAR   METRES, 

3  O,  blessed  be  the  band  that  gave, — 

Still  blessed  when  it  takes ; 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save,  — 

Who  heals  the  heart  he  breaks : 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores  and  death  obeys. 

363  6&10s,M.    Martineau's  CoL, 

Sloofeina  unto  Scsus, 

1  Thou,  who  didst  stoop  below, 
To  drain  the  cup  of  wo, 

And  wear  the  form  of  frail  mortality,  — 

Thy  blessed  labors  done. 

Thy  crown  of  victory  won,  — 
Hast  passed  from  earth  —  passed  to  thy  home  on  high, 

2  It  was  no  path  of  flowers. 
Through  this  dark  world  of  ours, 

Beloved  of  the  Father,  thou  didst  tread ; 

And  shall  we  in  dismay, 

Shrink  from  the  narrow  way. 
When  clouds  and  darkness  are  around  it  spread? 

3  O  Thou,  who  art  our  life, 

Be  with  us  through  fhe  strife ; 
Thy  own  meek  head  by  rudest  storms  was  bowed ; 

Raise  thou  our  eyes  above, 

To  see  a  Father's  love 
Beam,  like  a  bow  of  promise,  through  the  cloud. 


PARTICULAR    METRES.  364,  365 

4  E'en  through  the  awful  gloom, 

Which  hovers  o'er  the  tomb, 
That  light  of  love  our  guiding  star  shall  be ; 

Our  spirits  shall  not  dread 

The  shado^\y  way  to  tread, 
Friend,  Guardian,  Saviour,  which  doth  lead  to  thee. 

364  p.  M.  Bishop  Heber. 
lEbenfng  ^spiratfon. 

1  God  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 

Darkness  and  light! 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 

For  rest  the  night ! 
May  thine  angel  guards  defend  us. 
Slumber  sweet  thy  mercy  send  us, 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us. 

This  livelong  night ! 

365  11&8S.  M.  Epis.  CoL. 
2rt)tinfes3i^infl  antr  ^arafse  m  ti)e  <Sanctuarj». 

1  Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth; 

O,  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear ; 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth ; 
W^ith  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 

2  Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone. 

Creator  and  Ruler  o'er  all ; 
And  we  are  his  people ;  his  sceptre  we  own  ; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 


366  PARTICULAR   METRES. 

3  O,  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song ; 

Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim ; 
His  praise  in  melodious  accordance  prolong, 
And  bless  his  adorable  name. 

4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good, 

And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand; 
His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood. 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 

366  P.  M.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

3Saster  JB^mrm. 

1  Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  cannot  die. 

Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  hkn, 
And  short  the  dominion  of  death  and  the  grave  ; 
He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound  him, 
Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save. 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high. 
The  Saviour  hath  risen  and  man  caimot  die. 

2  Glory  to  God,  in  full  anthems  of  joy ; 

The  being  he  gave  us,  death  cannot  destroy. 
Sad  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  to-morrow, 
If  tears  were  our  birth-right,  and  death  were  our  end ; 
But  Jesus  hath  clieered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow. 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend. 
Lift  then  your  voices  to  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen  and  man  cannot  die. 


PARTICULAR    METRES.  3G7,  368 

367  8&oGs.  M.  C.  Smart. 

1  We  sing  of  God,  the  mighty  source 
Of  all  things,  the  stupendous  force 

On  which  all  things  depend  ; 
From  whose  right  ann,  beneath  whose  eyes 
All  period,  power,  and  enterprise 

Commence,  and  reign,  and  end. 

2  The  world,  the  clustering  spheres,  he  made ; 
The  glorious  light,  the  soothing  shade, 

Dale,  champaign,  grove  and  hill ; 
The  multitudinous  abyss, 
Where  secrecy  remains  in  bliss 

And  wisdom  hides  her  skill. 

3  Tell  them  I  am,  Jehovah  said 

To  Moses,  while  earth  heard  with  di-ead ; 

And,  smitten  to  the  heart, 
At  once  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  nature,  without  voice  or  sound, 

Replied,  O  Lord,  thou  art. 

368  8  &  6s.  M.  Ano>ymous. 
"2:1)2  mm  ht  Bone." 

1  3Iy  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
O,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 


3(39 


PARTICULAR   METRES, 


2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  iot^ 
Let  me  be  still,  and  murmur  not. 

And  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught., 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

3  If  thou  should'st  call  me  to  resign 

What  most  I  prize  —  it  ne'er  was  mine, — 
I  only  yield  thee  what  is  thine  ; 
"Thy  wUl,  my  God,  be  done." 

4  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day. 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

«  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

369  p.  M.       Cameronian  Hymn* 

^pra^er  of  tlje  3.9ersccutctr. 

1  Oh  thou  who  dwelFst  in  the  Heavens  high 
Above  the  &lai-s,  and  within  yon  sky ; 
Where  the  dazzling  fields  never  needed  light 
Of  the  sun  by  day  or  the  moon  by  night  : 

2  Though  shining  millions  around  thee  stand,. 
For  the  sake  of  him,  w^ho  's  at  thy  right  hand, 
Oh!  think  of  those  that  have  cost  him  so  dear. 
Still  chained  in  doubt,  and  in  darkness  here, 

3  Our  night  is  dreary,  and  dim  our  day  ; 
And,  if  thou  turnest  thy  face  away. 
We  are  sinful,  feeble,  and  helpless  dust ; 
And  have  none  to  look  to  and  none  to  trust. 


PARTICULAR    METRES.  370 

4  The  powei*s  of  darkness  are  all  abroad, 
They  own  no  Saviour,  and  fear  no  God  ; 
And  we  are  trembling  in  mute  dismay. 
Oh  turn  not  thou  thy  face  away ! 

5  Thine  aid,  O  mighty  God,  we  crave, 
Not  shortened  is  thine  arm  to  save  ; 
Afar  from  thee  we  now  sojom-n, 
Return  to  us.  Oh  God,  return. 

370  P.  M.       George  Herbert. 

1  King  of  Glory,  King  of  Peace, 

I  will  love  thee ; 
And,  that  love  may  never  cease, 
I  will  move  thee. 

2  Thou  hast  granted  my  request ; 

Thou  hast  heard  me : 
Thou  didst  note  my  working  breast ; 
Thou  hast  spared  me. 

3  Wherefore  with  my  utmost  art 

I  will  sing  thee. 

And  the  cream  of  all  my  heart 

I  will  bring  thee. 

4  Though  my  sins  against  me  cried, 

Thou  didst  clear  me  ; 

And  alone,  when  they  replied, 

TliDU  didst  hear  me. 


371  PARTICULAR   METRES. 

5  Seven  whole  clays,  not  one  in  seven, 

I  will  praise  thee  ; 
In  my  heart,  though  not  in  heaven, 
I  can  raise  thee. 

6  Small  it  is,  in  this  poor  sort 

To  enroll  thee : 
E'en  eternity's  too  short 
To  extol  thee. 

371  P.  M.         Warren  St.  Col. 

S^rfumpf). 

1  Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness! 

Awake !  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of  gladness, 
Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them 
And  scattered  then*  legions,  was  mightier  far ; 
They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge  that  pursued 
them, 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee 

Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be ; 
Shout !  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  fi'ee. 


PARTICULAR    METRES.  37l2,  373 

372  8s.    M.  IIOGG. 

(GoU  of  Hifr. 

2  Blessed  be  thy  name  forever, 
Thou  of  Hfe  the  Guard  and  Giver ! 
Thou  canst  guard  thy  creatures  sleeping, 
Heal  the  heart  long  broke  with  weeping : 
God  of  stillness  and  of  motion, 
Of  the  desert  and  the  ocean. 
Of  the  mountain,  rock,  and  river, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  forever ! 

2  Tliou  who  slumberest  not  nor  sleepest, 
Blest  are  they  thon  kindly  keepest. 
God  of  evening's  parthig  ray, 
Of  midnight  gloom,  and  dawning  day  — 
That  rises  from  the  azure  sea 
Like  breathings  of  eternity ; 
God  of  life !  that  fade  shall  never, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  forever ! 

373  10  &  9s.  M.  Longfellow. 

E\)c  jFlotocrs. 

1  Wondrous  truths,  and  manifold  as  wondrous, 
God  hath  written  in  the  stars  above ; 
But  not  less  in  the  bright  flowerets  under  us 
Stands  the  revelation  of  his  love. 


374,  375  PARTICULAR   METRES. 

2  Bright  and  glorious  is  that  revelation 

Written  all  over  this  great  world  of  ours ; 
Making  evident  our  ovt^n  creation 

In  these  stars  of  earth,  these  golden  flowers. 

9  And  with  childlike,  credulous  affection, 
We  behold  their  tender  buds  expand ; 
Emblems  of  our  own  great  resurrection, 
Emblems  of  the  bright  and  better  land ! 

374  7  &  6s.  M.   Christian  Ballads. 

©ur  ©ountfi). 

1  Now  pray  we  for  our  country, 

Pray  that  it  long  may  be 
The  holy,  and  the  happy, 

And  the  gloriously  free  ! 
Wlio  blesseth  her  is  blessed ! 

So  peace  be  in  her  walls ; 
And  joy  in  all  her  villages, 

Her  cottages,  and  halls. 

375  7  &  8s.  M.  J.  Johns. 

33raisc. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  all  holy  God, 

From  the  world,  the  race,  thou  rulest ; 
From  the  green  earth's  dewy  sod : 

From  the  wayward  hearts  thou  schoolest  — 


PARTICULAR    METRES. 


376 


2  Teach  us,  glorious  Being,  still 
In  our  hearts  to  feel  thy  glory ! 
N^ature  ever  works  thy  will  — 
May  we  read  her  gentle  story. 

376  p.  M.  W.  J.  Fox. 

Zvwc  »Kt'orst)fp. 

1  Gracious  Power,  the  world  penading, 
Blessing  all,  and  none  upbraiding, 

We  are  met  to  worship  thee ; 
Not  in  formal  adorations, 
Nor  with  senile  deprecations, 

But  in  spirit  true  and  free. 

2  By  thy  wisdom  mind  is  lighted, 
By  thy  love  the  heart  excited, 

Light  and  love  all  flow  from  thee ; 
And  the  soul  of  thought  and  feelmg, 
In  the  voice  thy  praises  pealing, 

Must  thy  noblest  homage  be. 

3  Not  alone  in  our  devotion. 
In  all  being,  life,  and  motion, 

We  the  present  Godhead  see : 
Gracious  Power,  the  world  pervading. 
Blessing  all,  and  none  upbraiding. 

We  are  met  to  worship  thee. 


377,  378  PARTICULAR    METRES. 

377  p.    M.  BOWRING. 

1  Ancient  of  Ages !  humbly  iDcnt  before  thee, 
Songs  of  glad  homage.  Lord !  to  thee  we  bring ; 
Touched  by  thy  spirit,  O  teach  us  to  adore  thee, 
Sole  God  and  Father,  everlasting  King ; 

Let  thy  light  attend  us. 
Let  thy  grace  befriend  us ! 
Eternal,  unrivalled,  all-directing  King ! 

2  Send  forth  thy  mandate,  gather  in  the  nations, 
Through  the  wide  universe  thy  name  be  known ; 
Millions  of  voices  shall  join  in  adorations  — 
Join  to  adore  thee.  Undivided  One ! 

Every  soul  invited. 
Every  voice  united  — 
United  to  praise  thee.  Undivided  One ! 

378  P.  M.     .  Sarah  F.  Adams. 
l>feaver  to  <2Sotr. 

1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raise  til  me : 
Still  all  my  song  would  be. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  — 

Neai'er  to  thee ! 


PARTICULAR   METRES.  378 

2  Though  hke  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  c1o\mi, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone ; 
Yet  m  my  dreams  I  'd  be. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  — 

Nearer  to  thee  I 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  send'st  me. 

In  mercy  given: 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Neai-er,  my  God,  to  tiiee  — 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then  Avitli  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  tliy  praise. 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs. 

Bethel  I'll  raise : 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  — 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky. 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upwards  I  fly : 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  — 

Nearer  to  thee ! 


379  PARTICULAR   METRES. 

379  6  &  4s.  Ano>-ymous. 

©rtrainmg  a  212^cstcrn  ^issionar^. 

1  Where,  for  a  thousand  miles, 
The  sweet  Ohio  smiles. 

On  bed  of  sand ; 
Where  prairies  blossom  broad, 
Fair  gardens  sown  by  God, 
And  lakes  their  ocean-flood. 

Pour  from  his  hand ; 

2  Where  sleep,  in  rest  profound, 
Beneath  each  ancient  mound, 

A  buried  race ; 
There,  brother,  go  and  teach ; 
From  heart  to  heart  shall  reach, 
Thy  free  and  earnest  speech, 

Of  heavenly  grace. 

3  Where  the  tall  forest  waves. 
Above  those  mouldering  graves, 

God's  Truth  declare ; 
While  his  "  fii'st  Temples  "  spread 
Their  arches  o'er  thy  head, 
Lift,  o'er  the  slumbering  dead, 

The  voice  of  prayer. 

4  While  rolls  the  living  tide, 
Down  Alleghany's  side, 

Its  ceaseless  flood ; 
Upon  the  moimtains,  there, 
How  beautiful  appear, 
The  feet  of  those  who  bear, 

Tidings  of  good. 


PARTICULAR   METRES.  380 

5  O  thou,  whose  suns  and  rains, 
Upon  those  mighty  plains, 

Fall  evermore ; 
Send  down  the  dews  of  peace, 
The  sun  of  righteousness, 
And  let  thy  light  increase 

From  shore  to  shore. 

380  P.  M.  From  Fexelox. 

t  ESL-oulti  be  <r!)fnc. 

1  Living  or  dying,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  I 
O,  what  is  life  ? 
A  toil,  a  strife, 
Were  it  not  lighted  by  thy  love  divine. 
I  ask  not  wealth, 
I  crave  not  health  — 
Living  or  dying.  Lord,  I  would  be  thine ! 

2  O  what  is  death. 
When  the  poor  breath 

ti  parting  can  the  soul  to  thee  resign ; 

While  patient  love 

Her  trust  doth  prove  — 
Living  or  dying.  Lord,  I  would  be  thine ! 

3  Throughout  my  days, 
Be  constant  praise 

Uplift  to  thee  from  out  this  heart  of  mine  : 

So  shall  I  be 

Brought  nearer  thee  — 
Living  or  dying.  Lord,  I  would  be  thine ! 


381  PARTICULAR   METRES. 

381  p.  M.  W.  J.  Fox. 

Sr|)e  "Nohle  JBmtj, 

1  Call  them  from  the  dead 
For  our  eyes  to  see  ; 

Prophet-bards,  whose  awful  word 
Shook  the  earth,  "  Thus  saith  the  Lord," 
And  made  the  idols  flee  — 
A  glorious  company ! 

2  Call  them  from  the  dead 
For  our  eyes  to  see : 

Sons  of  wisdom,  song,  and  power. 
Giving  earth  her  richest  dower, 
And  making  nations  free  — 
A  glorious  company ! 

3  Call  them  from  the  dead 
For  our  eyes  to  see : 

Forms  of  beauty,  love,  and  grace, 
"  Sunshine  in  the  shady  place," 
That  made  it  life  to  be  — 
A  blessed  company ! 

4  Call  them  from  the  dead  — 
Vain  the  call  will  be  ; 

But  the  hand  of  Death  shall  lay, 
Like  that  of  Christ,  its  healing  clay 
On  eyes  which  then  shall  see 
That  glorious  company ! 


CHANTS 


02 


CHANTS, 

AND 

SELECTIONS    FOR    CHANTING. 


Remarks.  —  The  design,  in  appending  to  this  Collection 
of  Hymns  a  compilation  of  Chants,  and  Selections  for 
Chanting,  is,  to  furnish  to  congregations  the  means  of 
joining  in  this  most  devotional  style  of  sacred  music  ;  and, 
with  this  view,  the  chants  inserted  have  been  selected  or 
composed  rather  with  reference  to  simplicity  and  ease  of 
performance,  than  to  striking  musical  effect.  No  progres- 
sions, either  of  harmony  or  melody,  have  been  admitted, 
except  of  a  natural  and  easy  kind,  and  the  parts  kept  en- 
tirely icitlun  the  compass  of  the  voices  for  which  they  are 
intended.  It  is  believed  that  the  musical  abilities  usually 
found  among  the  members  of  congregations  will  enable 
them,  with  a  little  attention  to  the  subject,  to  join,  under 
the  lead  of  a  competent  chorister,  —  and  more  certainly 
under  the  lead  of  a  good  choir,  —  in  the  chant;  and  that 
its  occasional  use  will  not  only  be  highly  interesting  and 
salutary  in  itself,  but  that  it  will  heighten,  by  contrast,  the 
effect  of  the  sacred  melodies  and  harmonies  now  so  gen- 
erally used  in  connection  with  metrical  psalmody. 

Chants,  generally,  are  either  of  two,  three,  or  four 
strains ;  and  each  strain  consists  of  the  chanting  note,  or 
chord,  and  a  cadence  of  either  two  or  of  three  measures. 
The  chanting  note,  or  chord,  is  expressed  by  a  single  note, 
or  chord,  filling  one  measure,  but  which  is  to  be  continued, 
without  regard  to  time,  sufficiently  long  to  recite  that  por- 
tion of  the  verse  to  which  it  is  applied,  with  due  regard  to 
articulation,  accent,  punctuation,  and  expression.  The 
cadences  are  to  be  sung  in  time.  Some  chants  are  not  of 
627 


REMARKS   ON  CIIAXTS  AND   CH.INTING. 

this  regular  construction,  and  good  effects  are  often  pro- 
duced by  these  pecufiar  chants. 

Selections  for  Chanting  have  generally  been  made 
from  the  Scriptures ;  but  there  is  no  good  reason  why 
they  should  be  exclusively  so  made.  Metrical  compositions 
generally,  and  particularly  those  of  a  devotional  or  suppliant 
character,  can  be  most  effectively  performed  in  this  man- 
ner. Many  hymns,  which  are,  on  account  of  irregularity  in 
the  accent  or  in  the  structure  of  the  stanzas,  ill  adapted  to 
a  common  tune,  and  therefore  are  either  excluded  from 
our  hymn  books  or  but  seldom  used,  may  be  retained  and 
performed  in  this  way  with  the  best  effect. 

Chanting  should  be  performed,  generally,  with  much  less 
power  of  voice  than  is  requisite  in  singing  common  tunes  ; 
and,  perhaps,  the  best  rule  which  can  be  adopted  is,  to  use  no 
more  exertion  than  would  be  necessary  in  reading  the  verse 
to  an  audience,  and,  above  all,  to  keep  the  voice  subservient 
to  the  general  effect  produced  by  the  choir  or  congregation. 

Marks  used  in  these  Selections:  — 

The  dash  ( — ),  which  marks  the  places  where  the 
breath  may  be  most  advantageously  taken.  The  breath 
should  never  be  drawn  except  at  a  pause. 

The  upright  dash  (  |  ),  which  corresponds  to  the  bars  of 
the  chant,  and  marks  the  portions  of  the  verse  to  be  applied 
to  the  measures  of  the  cadences. 

The  double  dash  (  ==  ),  which  signifies  that  a  syllable  is 
to  be  continued  through  the  measure. 

The  points  (  ••  ),  which  assign  the  syllables  in  a  measure 
to  the  first  or  last  half  of  a  measure. 

The  Compiler. 


iX^  Note  to  Mimsters.  —  The  number  of  the 
Selectio.x,  and  not  tJiat  of  the  Cliant,  should  he  given 
out  from  the  pulpit. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1843,  by 

GOULD,  KENDALL,  &  LINCOLN, 

In  the  Clerk'a  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  District  of  Massachusetts. 


CHANTS,   AND  SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTL\G. 
No.  1.  Dr.  Clarke. 


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p-p. 


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^i^^feliiillis 


1.  PSALM  CXXII.  1-4,  6—9. 

1  I  WAS  glad  when  they  said  unto  me, — 

let  us   go  into  the  I  house.. of  the  |  Lord. 
.2  Our  feet  shill  stand  within  thy  |  gates,.. O  Je-  [  rusalem. 

3  Jerusalem  is  buikled  as  a  city  that  is  com- 1  pact.'.  to-|  getheri 
i  Whither  the  tril)es  go  up.  —  the  tribes  of  the  Lord, 

unto  the  testimony  of  Israel, — 

to  give  thanks  unto  tiie  |  name  ..  of  the  |  Lord. 

6  Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem  :  — 
'  tliey  shall  |  prosper .  .tliat  |  love  thee. 

.7  Peace  be  within  tliy  walls, — 

and  prosperity  with-  |  in.. thy  |  palaces. 

'8  For  my  brethren  and  companions'  sakes, 
[  I  will  now  say.  —  |  Peace  . .  be  with-J  in  thee. 

.9  Because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God, — 
I  will  I  seek  . .  thy  |  good. 


?.  ISAIAH   LVI.  4—7. 

Thus  saith  the  Lord 

unto  them  that  |  keep . .  my  |  Sabbaths, 
And  choose  the  things  that  please  me, 

and  take  |  liold . .  of  my  |  covenant. 


Even  unto  them  will  I  give,  in  mine  house, 


Sand  within  mv  walls,  —  a  place  and  a  name 
better  than  of|  sons  ..  and  of]  daughters. 
I  will  give  them  an  everlasting  name, — 
that  shall  |  not.. be  |  cut  otf. 

f  Also  the  sons  of  the  stranger, 

\      that  join  themselves  to  the  Lord,  to  serve  him,- 
i     and  to  love  the  I  name  . .  of  the  |  Lord, 
'  Even  them  will  I  brinor  to  my  holy  mountain,  — 
and  make  them  joyful  in  my  |  house  . .  of  |  prayer. 
53  *  623 


CHANTS,  AND* 


No.  2. 


Gregorian. 


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A.  J.    I 


— I — 1 '    1 — ( — 1 


3.  PSALM  CXIX.  97—104. 

97  O,  HOW  I  love  thy  law!  — 

it  is  my  meditation  through  |  all . .  the  |  day. 

98  Thou,  through  thy  commandments, 

hast  made  me  wiser  than  mine  enemies ;  — 
for  I  they  . .  are  |  ev  . .  er  |  with  me. 

99  I  have  more  understanding  than  all  my  teachers; 

for  thy  testimonies  are  my  |  med  .  •  i-  |  tation. 

100  I  understand  more  than  the  ancients, 

be-  I  cause  . .  I  |  keep  . .  thy  |  precepts. 

101  I  have  refrained  my  feet  from  every  evil  way,  — 

that  I  might  |  keep  . .  thy  |  word. 

102  I  have  not  departed  from  thy  judgments;  — 

for  I  thou, . .  O  I  Lord, . .  hast  |  taught  me. 
■  103  How  sweet  are  thy  words  unto  my  taste  !  — 
I  Yea,  —  sweeter  than  |  honey  . .  to  my  |  mouth. 

^104  Through  thy  precepts  I  get  understanding;  — 

therefore  I  |  h.^te  . .  every  ]  false  :=  |  way. 


HYMN.    6s  &  4s. 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  :- 

Ye  I  wanderers,  |  come;  — 
O,  ye  benighted  |  souls, . . 
Why  1  longer  (  roam  1 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls;  — 

O,  j  hear  him  |  now ; 
Withm  these  sacred  |  walls 
To  I  Jesus  I  bow. 


[See  Hymn  453.] 


HYMN.    6,  6,  &  4s. 

Lowly  and  solemn  be 

Thy  children's  cry  to  thee,  — 

J  Father  ..di-  |  vine; 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath,  — 
Owning  that  life  and  |  death  . . 

A-  I  like  .  .  are  |  thine.  [See  Hymn  680. j 

630 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 


No.  a 


Gould 


^^-1' 


5,  8,  &  6. 

1  My  God,  my  Father,  —  while  I  stray 

Far  from  my  home,  on  |  life's,  .rough  |  way, 
O,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say,  — 
"  Thy  I  will, . .  my  I  God, . .  be  |  done." 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot,  — 
Let  me  be  still,  and  |  mur..mur  |  not. 
And  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught,  — 

"  Thy  I  will,. .  my  f  God, . .  be  |  done." 

3  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 

For  friends  beloved  no  J  long . .  er  |  nigh  ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply,  — 
"  Thy  I  will, . .  my  I  God, . .  be  |  done." 

4  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 

What  most  I  prize,  —  it  |  ne'er . .  was  |  mine, 
I  only  yield  thee  what  is  thine  ;  — 
"Thy  I  will,  .my  |  God,.. be  |  done." 

7.  FAST    DAY.  [From  Daniel  ix.] 

O  Lord,  —  the  great  and  |  dread  . .  ful  |  God, 
[  Keeping  covenant  and  mercy  to  them  that  love  him,  — 
and  to  I  them  . .  that  |  keep  . .  his  com-  |  mandments. 

We  have  sinned,  and  have  committed  iniquity, 
I     and  have  done  wickedly,  and  |  have  . .  re-  |  belled, 
.Even    by    departing  from 

thy  I  precepts  . .  and  |  from  . .  thy  |  judgments. 

O  Lord,  righteousness  be-  I  longeth  . .  unto  |  thee  ; 
I  But  unto  us  confusion  of  face  ;  as  at  this  day,  — 
.     because  we  have  |  sinned,  .a-  |  gainst  =  |  thee. 

'Now,  therefore,  O  our  God,  —  hear  the  prayer  of  thy 
I      servants,  and  their  |  sup.  .pli-  |  cations  5 
.And  cause  thy  face  to  shine  upon  thy 

sanctuary  that  is  desolate,  |  for.  .the  |  Lord's  =  |  sake. 

■  For  we  do  not  present  our  supplications 
I     before  thee  for  |  our  =  \  righteousness, 
.  But  for  I  thy  . .  great  |  mer-  =  |  cies 
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PSALM  XXIII. 


1  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd ;  —  I  |  shall . .  not  |  want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures:  — 

He  leadeth  me  beside  the  |  still  =  |  waters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soul ;  —  he  leadeth  me 

in  the  paths  of  righteousness 
for  his  [  name's  =  |  sake.  — 

4  Yea,  —  though  I  walk  through  the  valley 

of  the  shadow  of  death, 

I  will  fear  no  evil :  —  for  thou  art  with  me,  — 

thy  rod  and  thy  |  staff. .  they  |  comfort  me. 
-5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me 
I         in  the  presence  of  mine  enemies  :  — 
:         thou  anointest  my  head  with  oil  j  — 
I         my  I  cup  . .  runneth  |  over. 
.6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me 

all  the  days  of  my  life  ;  — 

and  I  shall  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  [  Lord . .  for-  |  ever. 


d. 


PSALM  cm.   8—13. 


The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious,  — 

slow  to  anger,  —  and  |  plenteous  . .  in  |  mercy. 
He  will  not  always  chide, 

neither  will  he  keep  his  J  anger . .  for-  |  ever. 
He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  after  our  sins  j  — 

nor  rewarded  us  according  to  |  our  , .  in-  |  iquities  : 
For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the  earth,  — 

so  great  is  his  mercy  toward  |  them . .  that  |  fear  him. 
As  far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west,  — 

so  far  hath  he  removed  our  trans-  |  gres . .  sions  j  from  us. 
Like  as  a  father  pitieth  his  children,  — 

so  the  Lord  pitieth  |  them  . .  that  |  fear  him. 


•  This  chant,  and  Nos.  5,  9,  19,  and  21,  are  taken,  bv  permission,  from  L.  Mason's 
'Book  of  Chants." 

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10.  PSALM  LXV.   4,  b,  8—11,  13. 

4  Blessed  is  the  man  whom  thou  choosest,  — 

and  causest  to  approach  unto  thee,  — 
that  he  may  |  dwell.,  in  thy  (  courts: 
We  shall  be  satisfied  with  the  goodness  of  thy  house, 
even  of  thy  |  ho  . .  ly  |  temple. 

5  By  terrible  things  in  righteousness 

wilt  thou  answer  us,  — 
O  I  God  of . .  our  sal-  |  vation,  — 
Who  art  tlie  confiilence  of  all  the  earth, 

and  of  them  tliat  are  afar  |  off.  .upon  the  |  sea. 

8  They  that  dwell  in  the  uttermost  parts 

are  a-  |  fraid  . .  at  thy  |  tokens  ;  — 
Thou  makest  the  outgoings  of  tiie  morning 
and  I  evening . .  to  re-  |  joice. 

9  Thou  visitest  the  earth  and  waterest  it;  — 

thou  greatly  enrichcst  it  with  the  river  of  God,  — 
wiiich  is  I  lull . .  of  I  water. 
Thou  prcparest  them  corn 

wlieu  tliou  hast  so  pro-  |  vi , .  dcd  |  for  it. 

10  Thou  waterest  the  ridges  thereof  abundantly ;  — 

thou  settest  the  |  furrows ..  there-  |  of; 
Thou  makest  it  soft  with  showers ; 

thou  blessest  the  |  springing  . .  there-  |  of. 

11  Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy  goodness;  — 

and  thy  |  paths  . .  drop  I  fatness. 
13  The  pastures  are  clothea  with  flocks,  — 
the  valleys  also  with  corn;  — 
they  shout  for  J  joy  . .  and  |  sing. 


11,  PSALM   XCII.    12—15. 

12  The  righteous  shall  |  flourish ..  like  the  |  palm-tree; 
•    He  shall  grow  like  a  |  cedar .  .  in  |  Lebanon. 

13  Those  that  be  planted  in  the  |  house . .  of  the  |  Lord^ 
Shall  flourish  in  the  |  courts  of. .  our  |  God. 

14  They  shall  bring  forth  |  fruit  in . .  old  |  age; 
They  shall  be  |  fat . .  and  |  flourishing. 

15  To  show  that  the  |  Lord . .  is  |  upright ; 
He  is  my  Rock,  — 

there  is  no  un-  |  righteousness  . .  in  |  him. 

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12, 


PSALM  XIX. 


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The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God;  — 

and  the  firmament  showetli  his  |  handy  =  j  work. 

Day  unto  day  uttereth  speech,  — 

and  night  unto  |  night . .  showeth  |  knowledge. 

There  is  no  speech  nor  language  where 

their  |  voice .  .  is  not  |  heard. 
Their  line  is  gone  out  through  all  the  earth,  — 

and  their  words  to  the  (  end . .  of  the  |  earth. 

In  them  hath  he  set  a  tabernacle  for  the  sun, — 

which  is  as  a  bridegroom  coming  out  of  his  chamber, 

and  rejoiceth  as  a  strong  man  to  |  run . .  a  |  race. 
His  going  forth  is  from  the  end  of  the  heaven,  — 

and  his  circuit  to  the  ends  of  it,  — 

and  there  is  nothing  hid  from  the  j  heat . .  of  the  |  sun 
The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect,  — 

con-  I  verting . .  the  |  soul. 
The  testimony  of  the  Lord  is  sure,  — 

making  j  wise  . .  the  |  simple. 
The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  — 

re-  I  joicing  . .  the  |  heart. 
The  commandment  of  the  Lord  is  pure,  — 

en-  I  lightening . .  the  |  eyes. 

The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  clean,  — 

en-  {  during . .  for-  |  ever. 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord  are  true,— 

and  j  righteous  . .  alto-  |  gether. 

More  to  be  desired  are  they  than  gold,  — 

yea,  than  much  fine  gold ;  — 

sweeter  also  than  honey  and  the  |  honey  =  \  comb. 
Moreover  by  them  is  thy  servant  warned;  — 

and  in  keeping  of  them  there  is  |  great . .  re-  |  ward. 
Who  can  understand  his  errors  ?  — 

cleanse  thou  me  from  |  se  .  .  cret  )  faults. 
Let  the  words  of  my  mouth, 

and  the  meditations  of  my  heart,  — 

be  acceptable  in  thy  sight,  O  Lord,  — 

my  strength  and  my  Re-  |  deemer. . .  A-  j  men. 
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13.  PSALM   V.    1—8,  11. 

1  Give  ear  unto  my  words,  O  Lord, — 

consider  my  |  med  .  •  i-  |  tation. 

2  Hearken  unto  the  voice  of  my  cry, — 

my  King,  and  my  God:  — 
for  unto  j  thee  . .  will  I  |  pray. 

3  My  voice  thou  shalt  hear  in  the  morning, 

O  Lord;  —  in  the  morning  will  I  direct  my 
prayer  unto  thee,  —  and  |  will .  .  look  |  up. 

4  For  thou  art  not  a  God  tJiat  hath  pleasure  in 

wickedness}  —  neither  shall  |  evil .  .dwell  |  with  thco. 

5  The  foolish  shall  not  stand  in  thy  sight ;  — 

thou  hatest  all  |  workers.,  of  in-  |  iquity. 

6  Thou  shalt  destroy  them  that  speak  leasing:  — 

the  Lord  will  abhor  the  de-  |  ceit . .  ful  |  man. 

7  But  as  for  me,  I  will  come  into  thy  house ;  — 

and  in  thy  fear  will  I  worship 
toward  tliy  J  ho  . .  ly  |  temple. 

8  Lead  me,  O  Lord,  ;n  thy  righteousness, 

because  of  mine  enemies  ; 

make  thy  way  straight  be-  [  fore  . .  my  |  face. 

11  But  let  all  those  that  put  their 
trust  in  |  thee  . .  re-  |.joice  j 
Let  them  also  that  love  thy  name  — 
be  I  joyful . . in  J  thee 


14.  HYM]N.    C.  M. 

1 

Solo Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  e-  j  ter . .  nal  |  King  j 
Chorus.  .  "Thrice  holy.  Lord,''  the  angels  cry;  — 
"  Thrice  holy,"  |  let . .  us  |  sing. 
2 

Solo The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind 

Pay,  O  my  (  soul, . .  to  |  God  ; 
Chorus.  .  .Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sub-  I  lime  . .  a-  |  bode. 
3 
Choir.  . .  .With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name,  — 

Whom  words  nor  |  thoughts  . .  can  |  reach  5 
CoNGR.  ...A  contrite  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  noblest  |  forms  . .  of  |  speech. 
4 
Choir.  .  .  .Thou  holy  God,  preserve  my  soul 
From  all  pol-  |  lu  . .  tion  |  free  ; 

CoNGR The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, — 

And  they  thy  |  face  .  .  shall  |  see. 
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The  first  measure  may  be  sung  in  unison  with  full  accomp.  or  in  parts. 

15.  PSALM  XCVI. 

1  O,  SING  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song ;  — 

sing  unto  the  |  Lord, . .  all  the  |  earth. 

2  Sing  unto  the  Lord,  —  bless  his  name,  — 

show  forth  his  sal-  |  vation . .  from  |  day  . .  to  |  day. 

3  Declare  his  glory  among  the  heatlien,  — 

his  wonders  a-  |  mong  . .  all  |  people. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  great,  —  and  greatly  to  be  praised :  — 

he  is  to  be  |  feared  . ,  a-  |  bove  ..  all  |  gods. 

5  For  the  gods  of  the  nations  are  idols  j  — 

but  the  I  Lord  . .  made  the  |  heavens. 
.   6  Honor  and  majesty  are  before  him;  — 

strength  and  |  beauty  . .  are  |  in  . .  his  |  sanctuaiy, 
7  Give  unto  the  Lord,  —  O  ye  kindreds  of  the  people,  — 
give  unto  the  Lord  |  glory  . .  and  |  strength, 
,   8  Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  due  unto  his  name :  — 

bring  an  offering,  —  and  |  come  . .  in-  |  to.  .his  |  courts. 
9  O,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness  :  — 
fear  before  (  him,.,  all  the  |  eartJi. 

10  Say  among  the  heathen,  that  the  Lord  reigneth : 

he  shall  [judge  the  |  peo . .  pie  |  righteously. 

11  Let  the  heavens  rejoice,  —  and  let  the  earth  be  glad 

be-  I  fore  .  .  the  |  Lord. 
13  For  he  cometh  to  judge  the  earth;  — 

he  shall  judge  the  world  with  righteousness,  — 
and  the  |  peo  . .  pie  |  with  . .  his  |  truth. 

10.  PSALM  CXLV.  1—7,  21. 

1  I  WILL  extol  thee,  my  God,  O  King,  — 

and  I  will  bless  thy  name  for-  |  ever.,  and  |  ever. 

2  Every  day  will  I  bless  thee;  — 

and  I  will  praise  thy  (  name  . .  for-  )  ever  . .  and  |  ever. 

3  Great  is  the  Lord,  —  and  greatly  to  be  praised,  — 

and  his  greatness  |  is  . .  un-  |  searchable. 
.4  One  generation  shall  praise  thy  works  to  another,— 
and  shall  de-  |  clare  . .  thy  |  might . .  y  (  acts. 
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'   5  I  will  speak  of  the  glorious  honor  of  thy  majesty,  — 
and  of  thy  I  won  . ,  drous  |  \%orks. 

6  And  men  shall  speak  of  the  might  of  thy 

terrible  acts  3  —  and  |  1 ..  will  de-  |  clare . .  thy  |  greatness 

7  They  shall  abundantly  utter 

I  the  memory  of  thy  great  goodness,  — 

I  and   shall  I  sing  ..  of  thy  I  righteousness. 

21  Let  all  flesh  bless  his 

holy  I  name  . .  for-  |  ever  . ,  and  |  ever. 

17.  HYMN.  c.  isr. 

1  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates, 

Unfold,  to  entertain 

The  j  King  of |  glory; — 

see,  he  comes 

With  I  his  ce-  |  les  . .  tial  |  train. 

2  "  Who  is  tliis  King  of  |  glo  . .  ry  ?  —  ]  who  ?  "  — 

The  Lord,  for  strciii^tFi  renowned 3 
In  battle  mighty,  —  u"er  his  foes 
E-  I  ter . .  nal  |  Vic  . .  tor  |  crowned. 

3  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates,  — 

Unfold,  to  entertain 

The  j  King,  .of  I  glory 3 — 

see,  he  comes 

With  I  all . .  his  |  shin  . .  ing  \  train. 

4  "  Wljo  is  this  King  of|  glo..ry? — [who?"  — 

Tiie   Lord  of  hosts  renowned  :  — 
Of  iilory  he  alone  is  King, 

Who  I  is  . .  with  |  glo. .  ry  |  crovvned. 

IS.  HYMN.     C.  M. 

1  Thk  Lord  our  (Jod  is  clothed  with  might  5  — 

Tlie  winds  o  |  bey  .  .  iiis  |  will  ; 
He  speaks  —  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  I  roll . .  ing  |  sun  . .  stands  |  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  —  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  |  as  . .  pect  |  roar  3 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand. — 
And  I  chains  .  .  you  |  to  . .  the  |  shore 

3  Y''e  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  5  — 

Without  his  |  high  . .  be-  |  best, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Dis-  I  turb  . ,  the  |  spar . .  row's  |  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar  3  — 

In  distant  |  peals  .  .  it  I  dies  5 
He  binds  the  whirlwind  to  his  car. 
And  I  sweeps  . .  the  |  howl . .  ing  |  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend;  —  in  reverence  bend;  — 

Ye  monarchs,  j  wait,,  his  |  nod, 
x\nd  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  I  cc'l . .  e-  I  brate  . .  our  [  God. 
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19. 


PSALM  CL. 


C\  Praise  ye  the  Lord.  —  Praise  God  in  his  sanctuary  3  — 

<  praise  him  in  the  firmament  |  of.. his  |  power. 
C.2  Praise  him  for  his  mighty  acts  5  — 

praise  him  according  to  his  |  excel . .  lent  |  great  =  ]  ness. 

C3  Praise  him  with  the  sound  of  the  trumpet;  — 

<  praise  him  with  |  psaltery  . .  and  |  harp  ; 
0.4  Praise  him  with  timbrel  and  dance  j  — 

praise  him  with  |  stringed  . .  instru-  |  ments  . .  and  [  organs. 

C5  Praise  him  upon  the  loud  cymbals;  — 

<  praise  him  upon  the  |  higji . .  sounding  [  cymbals. 
^6  Let  every  thing  that  hath  breath  praise  the  Lord.  — 

Halle-  I  lu  . .  Jah  !  |  praise  . .  ye  the  [  Lord. 


20, 


ORDINATION. 


[P».  Ixviii.   U,  18.] 

CThe  Lord  [  gave  the  |  word; 
(  The  Lord  gave  the  word  ;  — 

great  was  the  |  company  . .  of  |  those  that  J  published  it. 

C  Thou  hast  ascended  on  high  ;  — 

<  thou  hast  received  |  gifts  . .  for  |  men. 
CThou  hast  received  gifts  for  men;  — 

that  the  |  Lord  . .  might  |  dwell . .  a-  ]  mong  them. 

[2  Chron.  vi.  41.] 

(  Now  therefore  arise,  —  |  O  . .  Lord  |  God. 
I  Now  therefore  arise  into  thy  resting-place,  — 
I  thou  . .  and  the  |  ark . .  of  thy  j  strength  : 

rLet  thy  priests,  —  O  Lord  God, — 

<  be  j  clothed  .  .with  sal-  |  ration  ; 

C.  And  let  thy  |  saints  . .  re-  |  joice  . .  in  |  goodness. 

[Acts  iv,  29.] 

fAnd  now,  Lord,  grant  unto  thy  servants 

<  that  witli  all  boldness  they  may  |  speak.,  thy  |  word. 
C.  Amen,  |  A . .  men,  |  A-  =  |  men. 

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31,  SELECTIO?^. 

[P«.  xxxii.   4,  5,  6.] 

fLoRD,  make  me  to  know  mine  end, — 

<  and  tlie  measure  of  my  days,    |    what.. it  |  is; 
C  That  1  may  know  how  |  frail . .  I  |  am. 

r  Behold,  thou  hast  made  my  days 
\     as  a  handbreadth,  —  and  mine 
J      ajre  as  |  nothing . .  be-  |  fore  thee  : 
^  Verily,  —  every  man  at  his  best  state 
is  altogether  |  van  . .  i-  ]  ty. 

r  Surely  every  man  walketh  in  a  vain  show;  — 

<  thoy  are  dis-  |  quieted  . .  in  |  vain  : 
^He  heapeth  up  riches, — 

and  knoweth  not  |  who.  .shall  |  gather  them. 

[Ps.  xlix.    17,  19.J 

f  For  when  he  dieth  he  shall 

N      carry  nothing  away  •,  — 

1      his  glory  shall  not  de-  |  sccnd  =  |  after  him  :  — 

'  He  shall  go  to  the  gene-  |  ration . .  of  his  |  falliers. 

3»}.  HYx\L\.     8s  &  4s. 

1  Ai.AS  !  how  poor  and  little  worth 

Are  all  those  glittering  toys  of  earth  — 

That  I  lure  . .  us  I  here  ! 
Dreams  of  a  sleep  that  death  must  break :  — 
Alas  I  before  it  bids  us  wake,  — 

They  |  dis  . .  ap-  |  pear. 

2  Where  is  the  strength  that  spumed  decay,  — 
The  step  that  rolled  so  light  and  gay,  — 

The  [  heart's  . .  blithe  |  tone  ? 
The  strength  is  gone,  the  step  is  slow,  — 
And  joy  grows  weariness  and  woe, 

When  I  age . .  comes  |  on. 

(See  Hyron  75l| 


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No.  9. 


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S3, 


PSALM  XC.   1—6,  11,  12. 


{ 


1  Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place,  — 

in  I  all .  .  gene-  |  rations. 

2  Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  — 

or  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  and  the  world, — 
even   from   everlasting  to 
ever-  |  last . .  ing  —  |  thou . .  art  |  God. 

3  Thou  turnest  man  to  destruction  ;  —  and  sayest,  — 

Return,  —  ye  |  children  . .  of  |  men. 

4  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight,  — 

are  but  as  yesterday  when  it  is  past, 
and  I  as  .   a  J  watch  . .  in  the  j  night. 

5  Thou  carriest  them  away  as  with  a  flood  5  — 

they  are  as  a  sleep ;  — 

in  the  morning  they  are  like  grass  which  |  grow  . .  eth  |  up. 

6  In  tiie  morning  it  flourisheth  and  groweth  up; 

in  the  evening  it  is 

cut  I  down,  . .  —  cut\  down . .  —  and  |  withereth. 

11  Who  knoweth  the  power  of  thine  anger?  — 

even  according  to  thy  fear,  —  |  so . .  is  thy  |  wrath. 

12  So  teach  us  to  number  our  days, 

that  we  may  ap-  |  ply . .  our  f  hearts  . .  unto  |  wisdom. 


S4, 


HYMN.    8s  «fc  6.    Peculiar. 


1  Beyond  where  Cedron's  waters  flow,  — 
Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go 

To  I  sad  . .  Geth-  [  semane  ; 
His  countenance  is  all  divine. 
Yet  grief  ap-  J  pears  . .  in  j  eve  . .  ry  |  line. 

2  He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men  3  — 
He  cries  to  God,  and  cries  again, 

In  J  sad  .  .  Geth-  |  semane  ; 
He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above  — 
"  My  Father,  j  can  . .  this  |  cup . .  re-  [  move  ?  " 

[See  Hymn  220.] 
640 


SELECTIOXS   FOR  CHANTIXG. 
No.  10.  W.  B.  Bradbury. 


»«>. 


PSALM  CXVIII.  19,  21—29. 


19  Opex  unto  me  the  gates  of  righteousness ;  — 
'  I  will  go  into  them,  and  1  will  |  praise  . .  the  |  Lord. 

.21  I  will  praise  thee  5  —  for  thou  hast  heard  me, 
and  art  be-  |  come  .  .  my  sal- 1  vation. 

'22  The  stone  which  the  builders  refused 

[  is  become  the  I  head-stone  . .  of  the  |  comer. 

,23  This  is  the  Lord's  doing;  — 

it  is  marvellous  |  in  . .  our  [  eyes. 

'24  This  is  the  day  which  the  Lord  hath  made;  — 

we  will  rejoice  and  be  |  ghd  . .  in  |  it. 
,25  Save  now,  I  beseech  thee.  O  Lord;  — 

O  Lord,  I  beseech  thee,  —  send  |  now . .  pros-  ]  perity. 

'26  BlesseKi  be  he  that  comcth 
:  in  the  |  name  . .  of  the  |  Lord  : 

[  "   We  have  blessed  you  out  of 
the  I  house  . .  of  the  |  Lord. 

'27  God  is  the  Lord, 

c  which  hath  )  showed  . .  us  J  light :  ^ 

'  "    Bind  the  sacrifice  with  cords, 

even  unto  the  |  horns  .  .  of  the  |  altar. 

'  28  Thou  art  my  God,  and  I  will  praise  thee  ; 

c  thou  art  my  God,^  1  will  ex- 1  alt  =  |  thee. 

'29  O,  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord;  — 

for  he  is  good  ;  — 

for  his  mercy  endureth  forever.  —  J  A-  =  |  men. 


ss. 


PSALM  CXVIL 

all 


1  O,  PRAISE  the  Lord,  all  ye  nations,  — 

praise  him.  |  ail  .  .  ye  f  people. 

2  For  his  merciful  kindness  is  great  toward  us;— • 

and  the  truth  of  the  Lord  endureth 
forever.  —  I  Praise  .  .  ve  the  I  Lord. 

54*  wi' 


CHANTS,  AND 


No.  11. 


B.  F.  E. 


^ 


=1 


Solo, 
or  unison. 


^: 


^-T-   d-^-, 


Cliorxis.     I         I    I 


pf^pip^l^i 


27, 


From  PSALM  CVI. 


Solo. 
Cho. 


Solo. 
Cho. 


O  THAT  men  would  [  praise  . .  the  J  Lord; 
For  he  satisfieth  the  longing  soul  j  — 

and  filleth  the  [  hun  . .  gry  |  soul . .  with  j  fatness. 
O  that  men  would  praise  the  |  Lord  . .  for  his  |  goodness; 
For  he  hath  broken  the  gates  of  brass, — 

and  cut  the  |  bars  . .  of  ]  iron  . .  in  |  sunder. 
O  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord 

for  his  I  wonder  . .  ful  |  works  ; 
And  sacrifice  the  sacrifice  of  thanksgiving,  — 

and  de-  |  clare  . .  his  |  works  . .  with  re-  |  joicing. 
O  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord 

for  his  goodness  to  the  |  children  . .  of  |  men, 
And  exalt  him  also  in  the  congregation 

of  the  people, —  and  praise  him 

in  the  as-  |  sem . .  bly  |  of . .  the  j  elders. 
He  turneth  the  wilderness  into  standing  water,— 

and  the  dry  |  ground .  .  into  |  water-springs  : 
And  there  he  maketh  the  hungry  to  dwell,  — 

that  they  may  prepare  a  j  city  . .  for  J  hab  . .  i-  |  tation 


S8. 


HYMN.    H.  M. 


[Sing  Chants  N03.  11  and  12  in  connection,  thus  forming  a  double  chant.] 
1 

Ch.  1L...Here,  gracious  God,  —  do  thou 

In  mercy  |  now  .  .  draw  |  nigh; 
Accept  each  faitliful  prayer,  — 

And  I  mark  . .  each  ]  sup  . .  pliant  |  sigh  ; 
Ch.  12 In  copious  shower,  —  on  |  all.. who  |  pray 

This  holy  j  day  . .  thy  J  bless  . .  ings  |  pour. 


Ch.  n. 


Ch.  12. 


..Here  may  we  find,  from  heaven. 

The  grace  which  |  we  . .  im-  |  plore ; 
And  may  that  grace  once  given 
Be  I  with  . .  us  I  ev  . .  er-  I  more. 
.  .Until  that  day  when  |  all . .  the  I  blest 

To  endless  |  rest . .  are  )  callea  . .  a-  |  way. 
C4Q 


SELECTIONS   FOR   CHANTING. 


No.  12. 


B.  F.  E. 


iM^^^m 


•o-    -p-  -p-  r'  -o- 


igjrr^^g^ 


20.  ISAIAH   LV.  1,  2,  3,  7. 

Ho,  every  one  that  thirsteth,  —  come  ye  to 
the  waters,  —  and  he  that  hath  no  money ;  — 
come  ye,  |  buy  . .  and  |  eat ; 

Yea,  —  come,  —  buy  wine  and  milk 

without  I  money  . .  and  |  with  . .  out  |  price. 

Wherefore  do  you  spend  money  for  that 

which  is  not  bread,  —  and  your  labor 

for  that  which  |  satis  . .  fieth  |  not  ?  — 
Hearken  diligently  unto  me,  —  and  eat  ye 

that  which  is  good ;  —  and  let  your 

soul  de-  I  light . .  it-  |  self. .  in  |  fatness. 
■  Incline  your  ear,  and  come  unto  me  ;  — 
[      hear,  —  and  your  |  soul  shall  |  live  ; 
[And  I  will  make  an  everlasting  covenant  with  you, — 

even  the  sure  |  mercies  . .  of  |  Da  ==  |  vid. 
'  Let  the  wicked  forsake  his  way,  — 
J      and  the  unrighteous  |  man  . .  his  I  thoughts  : 
'  And  let  him  return  unto  the  Lord,  — 

and  he  will  have  mercy  upon  him  5  — 

and  to  our  God ; —  for  |  he  . .  will  a-  |  bundant . .  ly  [  pardon. 


30. 


HYMN.     6s  &  10s. 

[Chants  11  &  IQ  in  connection.] 


Ch.  11.  .Thou,  who  didst  stoop  below, 

To  drain  the  |  cup  . .  of  [  woe,  —  , 

And  wear  the  form  of  |  frail . .  mor-  |  tal . .  i-  (  ty, 
Ch.  12.  .Thy  blessed  labors  done,  — 

Thy  crown  of  |  vict' . .  ry  |  won,  — 
Hast  passed  from  earth  |  up  . .  to  thy  |  home  . .  on  |  high, 
o 
Ch.  11.. It  was  no  path  of  flowers, 

Through  this  dark  I  world.,  of  |  ours, 
Bel6ved  of  the  |  Fa  . .  ther,  ]  thou  .  .didst  |  tread  5  — 
Ch.  12.  .And  shall  we,  in  dismay. 

Shrink  from  the  [  nar  . .  row  [  way. 
When  clouds  and  darkness  |  are  . .  a-  |  round  . .  it  |  spread  ? 

[See  Hymn  553.1 
643  .        '         '  ^ 


CHANTS,   AND 


No.  13. 

A. 


Arranged  from  Milan. 


-rr '-p^=- 


I     I 


I— 1> — -I--'-— r 


mm 


31,  From  PSALM  CXVI. 

A.  1  I  LOVE  the  Lord,  —  because  he  hath  heard 

my  I  voice  . .  and  my  |  sup  . .  pli-  |  cations. 

B.  2  Because  he  has  inclined  his  ear  unto  me,  —  therefore 

will  I  call  upon  |  him . .  as  |  long  . .  as  I  |  live.  .  Sym. 

B.     5  Gracious  is  the  Lord, —  and  righteous  : —  |  yea . .  our  ] 
God  . .  is  I  merciful. 

A.  6  The  Lord  preserveth  the  simple  :  — 

'  I  was  brought  [  low, . .  and  he  |  help  . .  ed  |  me. 

B.  8  He  has  delivered  my  soul  from  death,  —  mine  eyes 

from  1  tears  . .  and  my  [  feet . .  from  |  falling.        Sym. 

•A.  12  What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord, — 
I  for  I  all . .  his  |  benefits  . .  t'ward  |  me  ?  — 

B.  13  I  will  take  the  cup  of  salvation,  — 
I  and  1  call . .  on  the  |  name  . .  of  the  j  Lord. 

.A.  14  1  will  pay  my  vows  unto  the 

Lord, ' —  I  now  . .  in  the  [  presence  . .  of  his  [  people. 

Sym 

A.  18  1  will  pay  my  [  vows  . .  un-  |  to  . .  the  I  Lord, 

B.  19  In  the  courts  of  the  Lord's  house,  — 

in  the  midst  of  |  thee, . .  O  Je-  |  ru  . .  sa-  j  lem.   Syw. 

B.  "    Praise  ye  the  J  Lord, . .  praise  |  ye  . .  the  [  Lord. 

3S.  HYMN.    8s,  7s  &  4. 

•'/-A.  1  In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, — 
V  We,  thy  I  peo  .  .  pie.  ]  now  . .  draw  |  near  j  — 

<  B.  .  .  Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling,  — 

J  Speak,  —  and  |  let . .  thy  |  ser . .  vants  |  hear,  — 

C  A Hear  with  meekness,  — 

Hear  thy  |  word . .  with  |  ho  . .  ly  |  fear. 

/"A.  2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 
%  Let  us  j  give  , .  them,  ]  Lord, . .  to  |  thee  ;  — 

<  B.  .  .  Cheered  by  hope,  —  and  daily  strengthened,  — 
)  We  would  I  run, . .  nor  |  wea . .  ry  |  be,  —  ' 
Ca Till  thy  glory. 

Without  I  clouds, . .  in  [  heaven . .  we  |  see. 
644 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHAXTLXG. 

No.  14.  B.  F.  E. 

33.  PSALM  cm.    l_i,  13— 17. 

'   1  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  —  and  all  that  is 
I  within  me,  —  ]  bless  . .  his  ]  ho . .  ly  |  name. 

[  2  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  — 

and  for-  |  get . .  not  |  all . .  his  |  benefits. 

'   3  Who  forgiveth  all  thine  iniquities ;  — 
^  who  I  heal . .  eth  |  all . .  thy  dis-  ]  eases  : 

[  4  ^Vho  redeemeth  thy  life  from  destruction ;  — 
who  crowneth  thee 

with  I  kindness  . .  and  j  ten  . .  der  ]  mercies. 

'  13  Like  as  a  father  pitieth  his  children,  — 

\  so  the  Lord  pitieth  |  them  . .  that  1  fear  =  j  him. 

[  14  For  he  knoweth  our  frame  ;  — 

he  re-  ]  membereth  . .  that  [  we  . .  are  |  dust. 

'  15  As  for  man,  —  his  days  are  as  grass  :  — 

\  as  a  1  flower . .  of  the  |  field, . .  so  he  ]  flourisheth. 

[l6  For  the  wind  passeth  over  it,  and  it  is  gone, — 

and  the  place  there-  [  of. .  shall  ]  know  it..no  |  more. 

'  17  But  the  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from  everlasting 

^  to  ever-  \  lasting  .  .  on  |  those  . .  tiiat  |  fear  him ; 

'  "  And  his  righteousness  unto  |  chil . .  dren's  |  chil-  :=  [  dren. 

34,  THE  LORD'S  PRAYER. 

rOuR  Father,  who  art  in  heaven,  — 

<  I  hallow  . .  ed  I  be  . .  thy  |  name,  — 

^Thy  kingdom  come,  —  thy  will  be  done,  — 
on  I  earth  . .  as  it  |  is  . .  in  |  heaven. 

<  Give  us  this  day  |  our  =  ]  dai .  .ly  ]  bread  ;  — 
(  And  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  — 

as  we  forgive  [  them  . .  that  ]  trespass  . .  a-  j  gainst  us. 

C  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  — 

<  but  de-  I  liv  , .  er  I  us  . .  from  |  evil :  — 

Q^For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  —  and  the  power, — 
and  the  glory,  for-  J  ev  . .  er.  ]  A-  =  j  men. 
645 


No.  15. 


CHATS  TS,   AND 

No.  16. 


ifHiliULE 


-S-    ^S-   *^0-   -G 


lilialiiiifiiiiig 


Coda. 


3d. 


PSALM   I. 


f  Blessed  is  the  man  that  walketh  not 
Ch.  15.  <     in  the  counsel  of  the  un-  |  godly, 

QNor  standeth  in  the  way  of  sinners,  — 
nor  sitteth  in  the  seat  of  the  |  scornful. 

5  But  his  delight  is  the  law  of  the  |  Lord ; 

\  And  in  his  law  doth  he  meditate  day  and  ]  night. 

rAnd  he  shall  be  like  a  tree  planted  by  the  rivers  of 
<     water,  —  that  bringeth  forth  fruit  in  his  (  season  j 
(,  His  leaf  also  shall  not  wither ;  — 

and  whatsoever  he  doeth  shall  |  prosper,  Sym. 

C  The  ungodly  are  not  so  :  -^  but  are  like  the 
Ch.  16.  <      chaff  which  the  wind  driveth  a-  I  way  : 

C.The  ungodly  shall  not  stand  in  judgment, — 

nor  sinners  in  the  congregation  of  the  |  righteous  : 

Ch.  15.  (  For  the  Lord  knoweth  the  way  )  of . .  the  ]  righteous, 
Ch.  16.^  But  the  way  of  the  un  |  godly .  .shall  ]  perish. 


36. 


HYMN.    S.  M. 


Ch.  15.  1  The  man  is  ever  blest 

Who  shuns  the  sinner's  |  ways,  — 

Among  their  councils  never  stands, 

]Nor  takes  the  scorner's  ]  place,  — 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  stiidy  and  de-  |  light,  — 

Amidst  the  labors  of  the  day, 

And  watches  of  the  [  night. 

3  He,  like  a  tree,  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  |  root ;  — 
His  name  fresh  as  the  leaf  shall  live  3  — 
His  works  are  heavenly  |  fruit. 

Ch.  16.  4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race;  — 

They  no  such  blessings  |  find :  — 
Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  |  wind. 
646 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 
No.  17.  Peculiar.  B.  F.  E. 


II  II  1 


ilSeiiilliPiiS 


37.  HUMBLE  DEVOTlOxN.  Bo  wring. 

From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit,  — 
Our  humble  prayer  ascends,  —  O  |  Fa  . .  ther,  |  hear  it;  — 
Borne  on  the  trembling  wings  of  |  fear.,  and  |  meekness;  — 
For-  I  give  . .  its  )  weakness. 

We  know  —  we  feel  how  mean,  and  how  unworthy 
The  lowly  sacrifice  we  |  pour.,  be-  |  fore  thee;  — 
What  can  we  offer  thee.  —  O  |  thou  . .  most  |  holy  !  — 
But  I  sin  . .  and  |  folly  ? 

We  see  thy  hand  —  it  leads  us  —  it  supports  us  :  — 

We  hear  thy  voice  —  it  |  counsels, . .  and  it  I  courts  us  ;  — 

And  then  we  turn  away  !  —  yet  |  still . .  thy  |  kindness 

For- 1  gives . .  our  |  blindness 

Who  can  resist  thy  gentle  call,  —  appealing 

To  every  generous  thought,  and  |  grate . .  ful  |  feeling  ?  — 

O,  who  can  hear  the  accents  |  of . .  thy  |  mercy,  — 

And  I  nev . . er  |  love  thee  ? 

Kind  Benefactor! — plant  within  this  bosom 

The  1  seeds.,  of  I  holiness,—  ||  and  let  them  blossom 

In  fragrance,  —  and  in  beauty  |  briy:ht.  .  and  |  vernal,  — 

And  I  spring  . .  e-  [  temal. 
Then  place  them  in  those  everlasting  gardens 
Where  anaels  walk,  —  and  |  seraphs  . .  are  the  [  wardens  ;  — 
Where  every  flower, —  brought  safe  through  |  death's  ..  dark  \ 
portal,  —  Be-  |  comes  . .  im-  |  mortal. 

38.  HYMN.     8s,  6  &.  4. 

1  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  |  last . .  fare-  |  well, 
A  Comforter,  —  a  |  Guide, . .  be-  |  queathed 
With  1  us  . .  to  [  dwell. 

2  He  breathes  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  [  breeze  . .  of  |  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  |  calms . .  each  J  fear, 
And  I  speaks  . .  of  j  heaven. 

(See  Hymn  352. 
647 


CHANTS,   AND 


No.  18. 


B.  F.  E. 


.r^      o    a     .S       >S:      a     cp      r     p 


-o-      SO- 


I      I 


s_._,_d— d- 


J- 


I 
-d- 


le^ggjlp^ 


=P=F-" 


— I — r 


3^" 


T\    T  -| 


®-  ^ — C^-! ^ 


&::3i 


?lil 


p-  -e 


~^~-B'- 


o-P-FF 


^_€^s-,.d-^-,^. 


.J^'^J.-J. 


^ 


E 


39. 


DEDICATION. 


[From  1  Kings  viii.] 

"Lord  God  of  Israel,  —  there  is  no  other  God  like  thee, 
I     in  heaven  above,  —  or  in  |  earth  .  .  be-  |  neath  ;  — 

Who  keepest  covenant  and  mercy  vi^ith  thy  servants, 
'     that  -walk  be-  |  fore  thee  . .  with  |  all , .  their  j  hearts ;  — 

And  hast  fulfilled  it  with  thine  J  hand  . .  as  it  [  is  . .  this  |  day, 

■  Behold,  i —  the  heaven  and  heaven  of 

I     heavens  |  cannot . .  con-  | tain  thee  ;  — 
How  much  less  this  ]  house  . .  that  |  we  . .  have  |  builded  ?  — 
'Yet  have  thou  respect  unto  the  prayer  of  thy  servants, — 
and  to  their  suppli-  |  cations, . .  O  |  Lord  . .  our  |  God. 

■  Hearken  unto  the  cry,  —  and  to  the  prayer 

I     wliich  thy  servants  pray  be-  [  fore  thee  . .  this  |  day  5  — 
That  thine  eyes  may  be  opened  towards 
'     this  I  house  =  [  night . .  and  j  day,  — 
.  Even  toward  the  place  of  which  thou  hast  said,  — 

"  My  I  NAME,  —  .  .  MY  I  NAME  .  .  SHALL  BE  |  THERE." 

'  Hearken  thou  to  the  supplications  of  thy  servants 
I     when  they  shall  |  pray  . .  toward  this  |  place  ;  — 
And  hear  thou  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place  5  — 
'     and  I  when  . .  thou  |  hearest, . .  for-  |  give  } 
.And, — justifying  the  righteous, — 

do  thou  give  them  ac-  |  cord . .  ing  [  to  . .  their  |  righteous- 
ness. 


N.  B — Hymns  of  L.  M.  6  lines,    8s  &  73, 
to  the  above  chant. 


lines,  and  C.  H.  M.,   may  be  sung 


SELECTIONS   FOR  CHANTING. 

Peculiar.  L.  Masow. 


1=^=1=^=4 


i 


'  I        I     '       '  . — >  J 


40. 


ADORATION. 


A  -  -  men. 


Montgomery. 


Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

(lod  of  Hosts! — when  heaven  and  earth, 

Out  of  darkness,  at  thy  word 

Issued  into  |  glo .  .  rious  |  birth  ; 
All  thy  works  around  thee  stood, 

And  thine  eye  beheld  them  |  good. 
While  they  sang,  with  sweet  accord, 

"  Ho  . .  ly,  —  I  ho  . .  ly,  —  1  ho  .  .  ly  |  Lord." 

Holy,  holy,  holy! — Thee, 

Our  Jehovah  evermore, 

Father,  Son.  and  Spirit !  —  we, 

Dust  and  ashes,  —  j  would  . .  a-  |  dorc  :  — 
Lightly  by  the  world  esteemed,  — 

From  that  world  by  thee  re-  |  deemed,  — 
Sing  we  here  with  glad  accord, 

"  Ho  . .  ly,  1  ho . .  ly,  —  I  ho  . .  ly  1  Lord." 

"Holy,  holy,  holy,"  —  all 
Heaven's  triumphant  choir  shall  sing  5  — 
While  the  ransomed  nations  fall 
At  the  I  footstool . .  of  their  [  King  :  — 

Then  shall  saints    and    seraphim. 

Harps  and  voices,  swell  one  |  hymn,  — 

Blending,  in  sublime  accord,  — 
•'  Ho  . .  ly,  1  ho  . .  ly,  I  ho . .  ly  1  Lord." 


N.  B.  — Hvnnns  201,  83  &  78,  and   349,  L. 
%'ith  good  effect,  to  chant  No.  19. 

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41. 


MATTHEW  V.    3—12. 


3  Blessed  are  the  poor  in  spirit;  — 

for  theirs  is  the  |  kingdom  . .  of  |  heaven. 

4  Blessed  are  they 

that  I  mourn ; . .  for  |  they  . .  shall  be  |  comforted. 

5  Blessed  are  the  meek ;  — 

for  they  shall  in-  |  herit . .  the  |  earth. 

6  Blessed  are  they  which  do  hunger  and  thirst 

after  |  righteousness ;  —  . .  for  |  they . .  shall  be  |  filled 

7  Blessed  are  the  merciful ;  — 

for  they  shall  ob-  |  tain  =  [  mercy. 

8  Blessed  are  the  pure 

in  I  heart . .  for  |  they  shall . .  see  [  God. 

9  Blessed  are  the  peacemakers ;  — 

for  they  shall  be  called  the  |  children . .  of  |  God. 

10  Blessed  are  they  who  are  persecuted  for 

righteousness'  sake ;  — 
for  (  theirs  . .  is  the  |  kingdom . .  of  J  heaven. 

11  Blessed  are  ye  when  men  shall  revile  you,  — 

and  I  perse  . .  cute  [  you  ; 
"   Blessed  are  ye  when  men  shall  say  all  manner  of 
evil  against  you  (  falsely, . .  for  |  my  =  |  sake. 

12  Rejoice,  —  and  be  exceeding  glad;  — 

for  great  is  your  re-  |  ward  . .  in  j  heaven ;  — 
"  For  so  persecuted  they 

the  J  prophets  . .  which  |  were  . .  be- 1  fore  you. 
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43.  HYMN. 

1  When  spring  unlocks  the  flowers  —  to  paint 

the  I  laugh  . .  ing  |  soil  j  — 
When  summer's  balmy  showers 

re-  I  fresh  . .  the  |  mow . .  er's  |  toil ;  — 
When  winter  binds  in  frosty  chains 

tlie  1  fallow.,  and  the  |  flood 5  — 
In  God  the  earth  rejoiceth. still, — 

and  I  owns  . .  the  |  Ma  , .  ker  [  good. 

2  The  birds  —  that  wake  the  morning,  —  and  those 

that  I  love  . . the  | shade  5 
The  winds  —  that  sweep  the  mountain,  — 

or  I  lull . .  the  I  drow . .  sy  j  glade  j  — 
The  sun  —  that  from  his  amber  DOwer 

re-  I  joiceth  . .  on  his  [  way  j 
The  moon  and  stars  —  their  Maker's  name 

in  I  si . .  lent  |  pomp  . .  dis-  |  play. 

3  Shall  man,  —  the  lord  of  nature,  — 

expectant  |  of . .  the  |  sky,  — 
Shall  man,  —  alone  unthankful, 

his  )  grate  . .  ful  |  praise  . .  de-  [  ny  ?  — 
j\o  ;  —  should  the  years  forsake  their  course, — 

and  I  seasons . . cease  to  |  be, — 
Thee,  —  Father,  —  we  must  love,  — 

Cre-  1  a . .  tor,  |  hon . .  or  |  thee. 

4  The  flowers  of  spring  may  wither,  —  the  hope 

of  I  sum  . .  mer  |  fade  ;  — 
The  autumn  droop  in  winter,  — 

the  1  birds  . .  for-  I  sake  . .  the  |  shade  ;- 
The  winds  be  lulled,  —  tlie  sun  ana  moon 

forget  their  |  old  . .  de-  |  cree  :  — 
But  we  —  in  nature's  "latest  hour, — 

O  1  Lord, . .  will  |  cling . .  to  |  thee. 

43.  HYMN.    L.  M.  8  L. 

1  There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale,  — 

A  tongue  in  every  |  ope  .  .ning  j  flower. 
Which  tells,  O  Lord,  —  the  wondrous  tale 

Of  thy  in-  |  dul , ,  gence,  |  love, . .  and  |  power ;  — 
The  birds,  that  rise  on  quivering  wing, 

Appear  to  hymn  their  j  Ma  . .  ker's  |  praise. 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring 

To  thee  a  |  gene  . .  ral  |  an  .  .  them  |  raise. 

2  And  shall  my  voice,  great  God,  —  alone 

Be  mute  'midst  Nature's  |  loud .  .  ac-  |  claim, 
JNor  let  my  heart,  with  answering  tone. 

Breathe  forth  in  |  praise  . .  thy  |  ho  . .  ly  |  name  ?  — 
All  Nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine ;  — 

For  Nature  soon  shall  I  cease  . .  to  |  be  ; 
But  —  matchless  proof  of  love  divine  — 

Thou  gav'st  im-  j  mor  . .  tal  |  life  . .  to  |  me. 
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44.  PSALM  XVI. 

/■Preserve  me,  O  [  God, — 

\For  in  thee  do  I  put  my  J  trust, 

"Jo  my  soul,  thou  hast  said  unto  the  Lord, 

J     "  Thou  art  my  I  Lord  :  — 

V.  My  goodness  ex-  ]  tend  . .  eth  ]  not . .  to  |  thee  j" 

/  But  to  the  saints  that  are  in  the  [  earth, 
\  And  to  the  excellent,  in  whom  is  all  my  de-  |  light. 
<  Their  sorrows  shall  be  multiplied 
J      that  hasten  after  another  |  god  : 
v.  Their  drink-offerings  of  blood  will  1  not  offer, 
nor  take  up  their  [  names  . .  in-  |  to  . .  my  |  lips. 

r  The  Lord  is  the  portion  of  my  inheritance, 

\      and  of  my  |  cup  : 

•\Thou  maintainest  my  |  lot. 

/  The  lines  are  fallen  unto  me  in  pleasant  |  places  : 

^  Yea,  1  I  have  a  |  goodly  |  heritage. 

r  1  will  bless  the  Lord,  who  hath  given  me  |  counsel  j 

\  My  reins  also  instruct  me  in  the  |  night  season. 

\  1  have  set  the  Lord  always  be-  |  lore  me ; 

/  Because  he  is  at  my 

^     right  I  hand, . .  I  shall  [  not . .  be  j  moved. 

Therefore  my  heart  is  glad, 

and  my  glory  re-  |  joiceth  ; 
My  flesh  also  shall  rest  in  |  hope. 
For  thou  wilt  not  leave  my  soul  in  |  hellj 
JNeither  wilt  thou  suffer  thine 

Holy  I  One  . .  to  |  see  . .  cor-  [  ruption 
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Thou  wilt  show  me  the  path  of  I  life. — 
Thou  wilt  show  me  the  path  of  |  life. 
In  thy  presence  is  fulness  of  |  joy; 
At  thy  right  hand  there  are  |  pleasures .  .for-  J 
ev . .  er-  I  more. 


4o.        PSALM  LXXXV'I.   1—6,  11,  12. 

'    1  Bow  down  thine  ear,  O  |  Lord ; 
:       Hear  me,  for  I  am  poor  ami  |  needy ; 
^   2  Preserve  my  soul,  —  for  I  am  |  holy; 
O  thou  my  God,  —  save  thy  servant 
that  I  trust . .  eth  |  in  =  |  thee. 

'   3  Be  merciful  unto  mo,  O  I  Lord ; 
?        For  I  cry  unto  thee  |  daily. 
^  4  Rejoice  the  soul  of  thy  |  servant; 
For  unto  thee,  O  Lord, 
do  I  (  lift  =  I  up  . .  my  I  soul. 

'   5  For  thou.  Lord,  art  good,  and  ready  to  for-  (  give  ; 
:       And  plenteous  in  mercy  unto  all  that  call  up-  |  on  thee 
6  Give  ear,  O  Lord,  unto  my  |  prayer; 
And  attend  to  the  voice  of  my  |  sup  . .  pli-  |  ca  =  |  tions. 

11  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord;  — 
(  I  will  walk  in  tliy  |  truth. 

I        Unite  my  heart  to  fear  thy  |  name. 

12  I  will  praise  thee,  O  Lord  my  God, — 

with  all  my  |  heart ; 
And  I  will  glorify 
thy  I  name  . .  for-  |  ev . .  er-  |  more. 


46,  THE  LAST  JUDGMENT. 

1  Grkat  God!  —  what  do  I  see  and  hear!  — 

The  end  of  things  ere-  |  ated  ;  — 
Behold  the  Judge  of  man  appear, 

Oa  clouds  of  glory  |  seated  I  — 
The  trumpet  sounds !  —  the  graves  restore 
The  dead,  —  which  they  contained  be-  |  fore  ;  — 

Pre-  I  pare,  my  |  soul,  to  |  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise. 

At  the  last  trumpet's  |  sounding ;  — 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  sur-  |  rounding;  — 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dis-  |  may ;  — 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  I  those  pre-  |  pared  to  |  rneet  him. 

[See  Hymn  1132.1 
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47. 


1  COR.  XV.  51,  52.  54—57. 


Behold,  —  I  show  you  a  mystery  5  — 

we  shall  not  all  |  sleep,  — 
But  we  shall  all  be  changed,  —  in  a  moment,  — 

in  the  twinkling  of  an  eye,  —  at  the  last  |  trump: 
For  the  |  trumpet . .  shall  j  sound  ;  — 
.And  the  dead  shall  be  raised  incorruptible, 

and  j  we  =  |  shall . .  be  |  changed. 

So  when  this  corruptible 

shall  have  put  on  incor-  |  ruption,  — 
And  this  mortal  shall  have 

put  on  immor-  |  tality,  — 
Then  shall  be  brought  to  pass 

the  I  saying  . .  that  is  |  written, 
"  Deatn  is  swallowed  |  up  . .  in  J  vie  . .  to-  |  ry." 

O  Death,  —  where  is  thy  |  sting  ?  — 
I  O  Grave,  —  where  is  thy  |  victory  ? 
I  The  sting  of  |  death  is  |  sin,  — 

And  the  |  strength  . .  of  j  sin  . .  is  the  |  law. 

But  thanks  be  to  God,  — 

which  giveth  us  the  [  victory,  — 
Through  our  Lord  Jesus  |  Christ :  — 
Therefore,  beloved  brethren,  —  be  ye  steadfast,  — 
unmovable,  —  always  abounding 
in  the  |  work. .  of  the  |  Lord, 
Forasmuch  as  ye  know  that  your 
labor  is  |  not . .  in  |  vain  . .  in  the  |  Lord. 
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48. 


BAPTISMAL    SELECTIOINS. 


C  All  power  is  given  unto  me  in  |  heaven,  .and  in  ]  earth; 
l  Go  ye,  therefore,  and  teach  all  nations,  — 

baptizing  them  in  the  name  of  the  Father,  — 

and  of  the  |  Son  . .  and  |  Ho  . .  ly  J  Ghost, 
(  Repent,  and  be  baptized,  every  |  one  . .  of  |  you, 
(  In  the  name  of  Christ,  [  for  the  . ,  re-  [  mission . .  of  |  sins. 
C  He  that  believeth  and  is  baptized,  shall  be  saved ;  — 

<  and  now  why  |  tarri . .  est  |  thou  ? 

([Arise,  and  be  baptized,  —  and  wash  away  thy  sins, — 
calling  on  the  name  of  the  Lord ;  —  for  thus  it 
becometh  |  us  ,  .to  ful-  |  til , .  all  |  righteousness. 

(  They  who  gladly  received  the  word  |  were  . .  bap-  J  tized ; 

(  And  they  of  Jerusalem  • —  were,  baptized  in  the 
river  |  Jordan  . .  con-  |  fessing  , .  their  |  sins. 

C  Buried  with  Christ  by  baptism  into  death,  — 

<  they  rise  iu  the  likeness  of  his  |  res . .  ur-  |  rection, 
^To  walk  in  newness  of  life,  — 

and  I  go  . .  on  their  |  way  . .  re-  |  joicing. 
C  For  as  many  as  have  been  baptized  into  Christ,  — 

<  have  I  put . .  on  |  Christ. 
^Therefore  glorify  God  in  your  body, — 

and  in  your  |  spirit, . .  which  |  are  =  |  God's, 
C  Blessed  are  they  that  |  do  , .  his  com-  I  mandments. 
I  Great  peace  have  they  who  love  thy  law,  — 

and  nothing  |  shall .  .  of-  |  fend  =  |  them. 

f  Go  ye,  therefore,  and  teach  all  nations  to  observe 

<  all  things,  whatsoever  I  have  com-  ]  mand . ,  ed  |  yoi 
(^  And  lo  I  I  am  with  you  always,  — 

even  |  unto  . .  the  |  end . .  of  the  |  world. 

49.  HYMN.    S.  M. 

1  With  willing  hearts  we  tread 
The  path  the  |  Sa  . .  viour  |  trod  ; 
We  love  th'  example  of  our  Head, 
The  I  glo  . .  rious  I  Lamb . .  of  I  God. 

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50.  BAPTISMAL  SELECTIONS. 

f  Jesus  cometh  from  Galilee  to  Jordan, — 

<  unto  John,  to  |  be  . .  bap-  |  tized  . .  of  |  him. 
^And  Jesus,  when  he  was  baptized, — 

went  up  I  straight . .  way  |  out . .  of  the  |  water, 
r  See,  here  is  water;  —  what  doth 

<  hinder  |  me  . .  to  |  be  . .  bap-  |  tized  ? 

Clf  thou  believest  with  |  all.,  thy  |  heart,  ..thou  |  mayest. 
C  Can  any  man  forbid  water, 

<  that  I  these  . .  should  not  J  be  . .  bap-  |  tized, 

(_  Which  have  received  the  Holy  |  Ghost . .  as  j  well . .  as  {  we  ? 
C  When  they  believed  the  things  concerning  the  kingdom 

<  of   God,  —  and  the  j  name  .  .  of  |  Je  . .  sus  |  Christ, 
CThey  were  bap-  |  tizea, . .  both  j  men  . .  and  |  women. 

51.  HYMN.    C.  M. 

1  While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  thine, 

We  I  yield  . .  our  |  spir . .  its  I  now, 
Shine  o'er  the  waters,  Dove  divine, 
And  I  seal . .  the  |  cheer . .  ful  |  vow. 

2  All  glory  be  to  Him  whose  life 

For  I  ours  . .  was  |  free  . .  ly  J  given, 
Who  aids  us  in  the  Spirit's  strife. 
And  I  makes  . .  us  |  meet . .  for  |  heaven. 

3  O,  may  we  die  to  earth  and  sin. 

Be-  I  neath  . .  the  [  mys  . .  tic  |  flood ; 
And  when  we  rise,  may  we  begin 
To  1  live  . .  a-  I  new  . .  for  |  God. 

02.  HYMN.     L.  M. 

1  Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave. 
And  meekly  |  sought . .  a  |  wa . .  t'ry  |  grave  : 
Come,  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod  — 

A  path  well  ]  pleas  . .  ing  |  to  , .  our  |  God. 

2  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine  ! 

Let  endless  (  glo  . .  ries  |  round  . .  him  |  shine  j 
High  o'er  the  heavens  forever  reign, 
O  Lamb  of  |  God, . .  for  |  sin  . .  ners  |  slain. 
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Hymn. 
A 

Acrordinw  to  thy  irracious  112 

A  charse  to  keep  [  have,  309 

Apain  the  Lord  of  lifi' and  ].")9 

All  men  are  equal  at  their  341 

All  seeins  God,  't  is  thine  to  337 
All  ve  nations  praise  the  Lord,  210 
Alniiahty  Maker,  God,  207 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  32») 
Am  I  an  Israelite  indeed,  28<) 

Am  [  a  soldier  of  the  cross,  312 
Amon2  the  deepest  shades  of  194 
Ancient  of  axes!  humbly  bent  377 
Ancels  roll  the  rock  away,  hiO 
Another  day  its  course  hath  103 
Another  six  days'  work  is  55 

An  offerin?  at  the  shrine  of  174 
As  earth's  paseant  passes  by,  3-46 
As  body,  when  the  soul  is  318 
As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares,  7 
A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  313 
As  the  hart  with  eajser  looks,  '289 
As  the  sun's  enlivenins  ray,  93 
As  the  sweet  flower  that  142 

Author  of  tfood,  we  rest  on  222 
A  voice  from  the  desert  comes,  245 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  I 
Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  315 
Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  316 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  314 
Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  206 
Away  from  every  mortal  care,    20 


Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,   22 
Behold  the  morning  sun,  2 

Behold  the  servant  of  the  280 


Hymn. 
Behold  the  western  evening  313 
Behold  what  wondrous  jirare,  2:19 
Be  joyful  in  God  all  ye  lands,  365 
Beyoiul,  beyond  that  boundless  193 
Blessed  be  "thy  name  forever,  372 
Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace,  72 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  44 
Blest  instructer,  from  thy  285 

Bread  of  Heaven,  on  thee  we  1 18 
Bread  of  the  world,  in  mercy  109 
Break  forth  in  song  ye  trees,  180 
Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  155 
Brisrht  the  vision  that  delighted,  82 
Brisht  was  the  guiding  star,  246 
Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  91 
Brother,  thou  hast  gone  before  137 
By  cool  Siloam'd  shady  rill,       124 


Called  bv  the  Sabbath  hells  64 

Call  them  from  the  dead,  381 

Calm  on  the  bosom  r»f  thy  God,  141 
Calm  on  the  listeninir  ear  of  151 
Can  creat'ires  to  perfection  198 
Centre  of  our  hopes  thou  art,  278 
Child,  to  thee  the  loved  of  128 
Christians,  brethren,  en*  we  94 
Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust,  145 
Come  all  ye  saints  of  God,  260 
Come,  and  let  tis  sweetly  join,  83 
Come,  blessed  spirit,  297 

Come  holy  spirit,  heavenly  295 
Come  in,  thou  blessed,  107 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice,   48 
Come  then,  ye  sinners,  to  your    50 
Come  thou  Almighty.      JMoi-ning 
Prayer. 


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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Hymn. 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer,  23 

Come,  we  that  love  tlie  Lord,  99 
Come,  ye  disconsolate.    Even- 

intr  Prayer. 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  51 

Come  the  rich  and  come  the  27 


Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  371 
Do  fnot  love  thee,  2.59 

Dear  as  thou  wert,  344 

E 

Eternal  and  immortal  Kin^,  197 

Eternal  God,  almighty  cause,  189 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy,  177 

Eternal  source  of  life  and  light,  46 

Eternal  wisdom,  thee  we  205 

Ever  sounds  with  holy  hymns,  77 


Fairest  of  all  the  lights  above. 
Farewell,  thou  once  a  mortal. 
Far  from  mortal  cares. 
Far  from  my  thouglits, 
Far  from  the  Avorld,  O  Lord  ! 
Father,  at  thy  footstool  see, 
Father  divine,  before  thy  view, 
Father  of  all,  in  every  age. 
Father  of  light,  conduct  my 
Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 
Father  of  lights,  from  whom 
Father  of  our  feeble  race. 
Father,  thy  boundless  love  to 
Father,  thy  paternal  care. 
Father,  united  by  thy  grace, 
Father,  when  in  dust  to  thee, 
Flung  to  the  heedless  winds. 
Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercies' 
For  all  thy  saints,  O  God,> 
For  thee,  O  Lord,  our  constant 
For  all  thy  gifts  we  praise  thee 
Forth  from  the  dark.   Evening 

Prayer. 
From  all  that  dwell.   Morning 

Prayer, 
From  Greenland's  icy 
From  the  table  now  retiring. 


Gently  fall  the  dews  of  eve,  333 
Give  me  the  enlarged  desire,  300 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fear,        243 


Hymn. 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high,  187 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  74 

Glory  tn  thee,  my  God,  this  13 

God,  from  wJiom  all  blessings  87 

God  is  a  spirit,  just  and  wise,  33 

God  is  love,  244 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  223 

God  of  love,  that  hearest  the  89 

God  of  love,  we  look  to  thee,  86 

God  of  mercy,  God  of  love,  273 

God  of  mercy,  do  thou  never,  183 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  240 

God  of  the  changing  year,  176 

God  of  tlie  morning,  4 

God  thit  madest,  364 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane,  156 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  143 
Go  when  the  morning  shineth,    98 

Gracious  power,  the  world  376 

Great  God,  and  wilt  thou  130 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  201 

Great  God,  the  followers  of  19 

Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  254 

Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  168 

Great  Source  of  life  and  light,  229 

H 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed,  153 

Happy  soul  thy  days  are  ended,  135 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  328 

Hark  !  the  glad  sound,  248 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  152 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  73 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  133 

Heaven  is  a  place  of  rest  from  308 

Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  310 

Here  in  a  world  of  doubt,  290 

Here  in  the  broken  bread,  115 

He  that  is  down  need  fear  no  339 

He  sendeth  sun,  he  sendeth  348 

Holy,  iioly,  holv  Lord,  40 

Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  358 

Hope,  though  slow  it  be  and  347 

Hosanna  to  the  living  Lord,  218 

How  beauteous  were  the  262 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  134 

How  happy  is  he,  born  and  100 

How  honorable  is  the  place,  71 

How  shall  we  praise  thee,  67 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  249 


If  listening  as  I  listen  still,        226 
I  may  not  scorn  the  meanest     350 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LI>'ES. 


Hymn. 
In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  192 
Indulgent  God,  whose  12 

In  pleasant  land.-;  have  fallen  18-2 
In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid,  3 
Interval  of  grateful  shad.',  1 1 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glorj-,  119 
In  the  soft  season  of  tliy  ynuth,  I'Zi 
In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  252 
I  want  a  principle  within,  283 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  294 

I  would  not  live  alway,  131 


Jehovah,  God,  thy  jrracious  191 

Jesus  Christ,  luv  Lord  and  129 

Jesus  I  fain  would  find,  2»J5 

Jesus  shall  rei<in  where'er  the  257 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee,  30 

Joy  there  is  that  seated  deep,  342 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  255 


King  of  glorj-.  King  of  peace,     370 


Leader  of  Israel's  host,  and  293 
Let  Hiui  to  whom  we  now  275 
Let  one  loud  sons  of  praise  IStJ 
Let  the  beasts  their  life  resiprn,  90 
Let  us  join,  as  God  commands,  84 
Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind,  214 
Lift  your  glad  voices  in  3';(i 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire,  292 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  330 
Living  or  dying".  Lord,  I  would  380 
Lo  !  God  is  here,  18 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  serve  384 
Lord,  before  thy  presence  34 

Lord  dismiss  us  with.  Even- 
in  ir  Prayer. 
Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace,  27G 
Lord,  in  heaven,  tliy  dwelling  219 
Lord  Jesus  come,  for  here,  120 
Lord,  my  God,  I  long  to  know,  81 
Lord  of  nature,  Source  of  light,  13 
Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  CI 
Lord  of  the  worlds  above,  21 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  271 
Lord,  that  I  may  learn  of  thee,  277 
Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  232 

Lord,  when  thy  people  seek  29 
Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,  79 
Lowly  and  solemn  be,  146 


M 


ily 


Men  whose  boast  it  is  that  ye 
.Mark  tlie  soft  fallin>!  snow, 
May  the-  grace  of  Christ  our 
-Mighty  (idd,  while  angels, 
My  country,  't  is  of  thee, 
.My  (Jod,  how  endless  is  thy 
.My  (Jod,  in  whom  are  all  the 
.Mv  God,  I  thank  thee  ;  may 
My  Gi.d,  my  Fatlier,  while  I 
.My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be, 
.My  God,  my  si  re  n  nth,  my 
.My  .Maker  and  my  King, 
.My  soul,  praise  the  Lord, 
.My  span  of  life  will  soon  be 

X 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
\o  clianse  of  time  shall  ever 
.Vot  for  false  and  Hertinir  joys, 
.N'ot  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lo^d, 
.Ndt  with  terror  do  we  meet, 
N(iW  pray  we  for  our  country, 
\ow  tha'shades  of  night  are 


O,  all-creating  God, 
O  bow  thine  ear,  eternal  one, 
O  cease  thou  wandering  soul, 
O'er  silent  field  and 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
•  )h  Father,  hear  us  when  we 
O  for  a  prophet's  fire, 
O  draw  me  Father,  after  thee, 
O  God,  bv  whom  the  seed  is 
O  God,  I'thank  thee  that  the 
O  God,  our  strength,  to  thee 
O  (Jod,  we  praise  thee  and 
O  God,  whose  dread  and 
O  God,  whose  presence  glows 
O  liallowed  memories  of  the 
O  help  us  Lord,  each  hour  of 
C)  here  if  ever,  God  of  love. 
Oh  thou  who  dwell'st  in  the 
O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and 
O  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  sure 
O  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still. 
Omnipresent  God,  whose  aid. 
Once  in  the  busy  street. 
On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath 
On  thy  church,  O  power 
Open," Lord,  mine  inward  ear, 
O  praise  ye  the  Lord,  prepare 


mn. 

184 
178 

42 
337 
181 

10 
23() 
221 
3»)8 
305 
281 
215 
203 
224 


378 
'2:iS 
:i55 
104 
117 
374 
5 


200 
.37 
108 
33(5 
288 
111 
121 


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190 

18,5 

38 

26 

351 

270 

113 

3(9 

28 

2.35 

227 

101 

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66 

45 

304 

213 


IV 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Hymn. 
b  Saviour,  is  thy  promise  fled,  261 
O  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone,  167 
O  Source  of  uncreated  lislit,  296 
O  thou  to  whom  in  ancient  54 

O  thou  who  hearest  prayer  361 
O  thou  whom  neither  time  nor  188 
O  't  is  sweet  to  mingle  where  9o 
O  thou  whose  power  o'er  291 

O  't  is  a  scene  the  heart  to  80 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  357 
Our  God,  where'er  thy  people  70 
Our  heavenly  Father  calls,  116 
O  where  shall  rest  be  found,     132 


Part  in  peace,"is  day  before  us,  53 
Peace  be  to  tliis  habitation,  98 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  272 

People  of  the  living  God,  106 

Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens  204 
Praise  to  thee,  all  holy  God,  375 
Praise  to  the  heroes  who  struck  173 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  269 
Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy   110 


Remember  thy  Creator,  125 

Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest,  303 
Ride  on,  ride  on,  in  majesty,  250 
Rise,  crowned  with  light,  256 


Parred  day,  forever  blest,  65 

Safely  through  another  week,  59 
Save  me  from  my  foes,  242 

Saviour  of  the  sin-sick  soul,  263 
Saviour,  thy  law  we  love,  105 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see,  31 
Send  down  thy  winged  angel,  104 
Servant  of  God,  well  done,  144 
Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  209 
Since  the  Son  has  made  me  301 
Sing  we  the  songof  those  who  258 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  you  die,  49 
Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  148 
Sleep,  sleep  to-day  63 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day,  14 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express,  311 
Sometimes  a  light  surprises,  75 
Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang,  202 
Sons  of  renowned  sires,  171 

Source  of  life  and  light  divine,  340 
Spirit  of  truth,  on  this  thy  day,  162 


Hymn. 
Suppliant,  lo  !  thy  children  127 
Supreme  and  universal  light,  325 
Sweet  is  tlie  task,  O  Lord,  56 

Sweet  thy  memory.  Saviour      266 


Talk  with  us.  Lord,  thyself  287 
Teach  me,  my  God,  and  King,  323 
The  air  of  death  breathes  140 

The  breaking  waves  dashed  169 
The  dove  let  loose,  307 

Thee  will  T  love,  my  strength,  302 
The  God  of  Glory  walks  his  324 
The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  76 
The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  15 
The  heavens  declare  thy  glory  211 
The  kings  of  old  have  shrines,  353 
The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  231 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  196 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  233 
The  Lord  will  come,  253 

The  morning  flowers  display  136 
The  offerings  to  thy  throne  35 

The  praying  spirit  breathe,  268 
There  is  a  time  when  moments  17 
There  's  life  abroad,  from  each  334 
The  sage  his  cup  of  hemlock  345 
The  saints  on  earth  and  all  the  163 
The  spirit  in  our  hearts,  47 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate,  331 
The  triumphs  of  the  martvred  165 
The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  321 
The  voice  of  free  grace  cries  158 
The  world  may  change  from  354 
They  who  on  the  Lord  rely,  9 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  138 
Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  217 
Thou  God  of  truth  and  love,  88 
Though  wandering  in  a  389 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  299 

Thou  that  dwellest  enthroned  212 
Thou  who  didst  stoop  below,  363 
Thou  who  upon  the  eternal  335 
Through  all  the  various  234 

Through  thee  we  now  together  92 
Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  16 
Thy  name.  Almighty  Lord,  41 
'T  is  my  happiness  below,  225 

To  him  who  children  blessed,  333 
To  prayer,  to  prayer,  for  the  356 
To  thee,  mv  God,  my  days  are  237 
To  thee,  OGod  in  Heaven,  332 
Try  us,  O  Lord,  and  search  the    78 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


U  Hymn. 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faitliful  147 
Upward  llift  mine  eyes,  23(» 

Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page,  267 

W 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night,  150 
We  bless  thee  fur  tliis  sacred  58 
We  bow  before  thy  gracious  08 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest,  GO 
Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  57 

We  sing  of  God,  the  mighty  3(i7 
We  meditate  the  day,  247 

What  secret  hand ,  at  morning  6 
What  though  the  streams  be  139 
When  as  returns  this  sacred  62 
When  before  thy  throne  we  3(') 
When  God  of  old  came  down  IRl 
Wlien  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  309 


Hymn. 
When  I  can  trust  mv  all  Willi  362 
When  Israel  of  the  Lord  199 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be,  2()4 
When  o'er  the  billow  heaving  170 
When  shall  we  meet  again,  359 
When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit,  97 
Where,  for  a  thousand  miles,  379 
Wherefore  should  man,  frail  274 
While  shepherds  watched,  154 
While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  220 
While  with  ceaseless  course  175 
With  elory  clad,  with  strength  195 
Within  these  walls  be  i>eace,  126 
Why  not  now,  my  God,  my  52 
Wondrous  truths,  and  373 

Y 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of     114 


INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS, 


I  Morning  and  Evening. 

Mornings  1  to  6;  Morning  or  Evening,  7  to  10,  356;  Eve- 
ning, 11  10  16,  336,  338,  340,  364. 

II.  Introduction  and  Close  of  Worship. 

Ho^ise  of  God,  18,  20,  21,  23,  24,  25,  54  ;  seeking  a  bless- 
ing, 19,  29,  32,  36,  37,  38 ;  truth  and  love,  26  ;  rich 
and  poor  meet  together,  27  ;  the  church,  28,  71 ;  meeting 
Christ,  30,  31 ;  sincerity,  33,  34,  35,  68;  closing  Hymns, 
39  to  46,  53 ;  invitations,  47  to  52. 

III.  Lord's  Day. 

Sabbath  Morning,  55,  57,  59,  62,  63 ;  day  of  rest,  56,  58, 
60,  61,  64  ;  Sabbath  Evening,  17,  65,  66,  67,  80. 

IV.  Social  Worship. 

Invocation,  69,  70  ;  brotherly  love,  72  ;  joy  in  the  church, 
73,  74,  75;  social  worship,  77,  78,  79,  83,  84,  85;  long- 
ing to  know  God,  81  ;  brotherl}  love  and  union,  86,  87, 
88,  89  ;  address  to  sinners,  90,  91 ;  parting,  92  to  95.  , 

V.  Domestic   Worship. 

Peace  be  to  this  house,  96  ;  religion  at  home,  97 ;  prayer  at 
home,  98  ;  happy  religion,  99  ;  good  life,  100  ;  before 
sleep,  101 ;  children's  prayers,  102, 103 ;  for  a  sick  child, 
104. 


INDEX  OF    SUBJECTS. 


VI.  Baptism,  Lord's  Supper. 

Baptism  of  Children^  332,  333  ;   of  adults,  105  ;  chants,  43 

to  52. 
Lord's  Supper^  109  to  122 ;  admission  of  members,  106  to 

108. 

VII.  Children  and  Sunday  Schools. 

Sunday  Schools,  126  to  128;  child's  religion,  123,  124,125, 
128  to  130. 

VIII.  Sickness  and  Death. 

I  would  not  lire  ahcny,  131;  issues  of  life,  132;  happy 
deaths,  133  to  135,  343,  344;  death  of  tlie  young,  136, 
13!),  141,  142,  148. 

Funeral  Hymns,  137,  138,  143,  144,  145,  146,  147  ;  conso- 
lations, 140,  141). 

IX.  Feasts  and  Fasts. 

Advent  or  Christmas,  150  to  155  ;  Good  Friday,  156  to  158  ; 
Easter,  15i),  160,  366  ;  Whitsunday,  161,  162,  357;  All 
Saints,  163  to  166  ;  Fast,  167, 168  ;  chant,  7  ;  Feast  of  the 
Pilgrims,  169  to  171 ;  Feast  of  the  Reformation,  172  to 
174. 

X.  Anniversaries  and  3Iissions. 

Old  and  Xeic  Ycir,  175  to  177;  missions,  178,  179;  west- 
ern missions,  379  ;  national  anniversaries,  180  to  183, 
374 ;  anti-slavery  meeting,  184. 

XI.  Adoration  of  God. 

Adoration,  82,  185  to  188,  358 ;  the  only  true  God,  189, 
190,  377;  goodness  of  God,  191  ;  God  is  everywhere,  76, 
192  to  194,  199,  349  ;  God's  sovereignty,  195  to  197,  201 ; 
incomprehensible,  198  ;  Creator,  200,  337,  367. 

XII.  Praise  to  God. 

Praise  from  all,  202  to  204  ;   from  nature,  205  to  212,  373. 
Praise  and  Thanksgiving,  213  to  219,  365,  370,  371,  372, 
375. 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


XIII.  Submission  and  Reliance. 

HaUtual  Devotion,  220  5  trust  in  trials,  221  to  225,  362, 
368;  help  my  unbelief,  226;  God's  Providence,  227, 
228,  230  to  238. 

Deliverances^  240 ;  trust  in  God's  love,  241  to  244,  348, 
361. 

XIV.  Christ. 

Preparation  for  Christ,  245,  246  ;  manifestation,  247  ;  mes- 
sage, 248  ;  teaching,  249;  in  Jerusalem,  250  ;  among  his 
people,  251  ;  the  Judge,  252  to  254  ;  kingdom,  255  to 
257;  His  redeemed,  258  ;  love  to  Christ,  259;  praise  to 
Christ,  260,  261 ;  His  character,  262  ;  following  Christ, 
263  to  266,  363  ;   His  truth  in  progress,  267. 


XV.  Inavard  Religion. 

Prayer,  268  to  270;  confession  of  sin,  272  to  274,  279; 
self-dedication,  275  to  278,  280;  Christian  principles, 
281  to  283  ;  seeking  purity  of  heart,  229,  284  to  286 ; 
living  with  God,  287,288;  longing  for  God,  289  to  302; 
quiet  religion,  303  to  306,  346;  heaven,  307  to  310,  335, 
359;  hope,  347,  354. 

XVI.  Outward  Religion. 

Religion  expressed,  311 ;  warfare,  312,  316  ;  life,  313  to 
315  ;  good  works,  317,  318,  325;  prudence,  319;  daily 
goodness,  320,  322  ;  faith  and  works,  321 ;  righteousness, 
323  ;  industry,  324  ;  principle,  326  ;  charity,  327  ;  moder- 
ation, 328  ;  watching,  329;  true  life,  330,  355  ;  holiness, 
331;  outward  and  inward  life,  334  ;  humility,  339. 

XVII.  Miscellaneous. 

Human  Brotherhood,  341  ;  Christian  joy,  342 ;  triumph  of 
truth,  345,  352;  honor  all  men,  350;  past  and  future, 
351  ;  nameless  martyrs,  353,  360 ;  the  persecuted,  369  ; 
the  noble  dead,  381. 


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